This is for Mandi. all right. so, my sophomore year, i was in a theater class. and we were covering Shakespeare. i love Shakespeare, most of the time. A lot of the time. :D
well, we all got into small groups, and we were supposed to be putting on small portions of A Midsummer Night's Dream. and Mallory and i were the girls, and one of the boys in our class and Mandi were the boys.
well, at one point, i was supposed to leap into Mandi's arms. so, while we were practicing, fortunately, i screamed at Mal-pal, and then she acted like she was going to hurt me, so i howled in fear and turned to leap into Mandi's arms...
and found myself laying on my back, staring at the ceiling and the concerned faces of my group.
i slowly sat up and said, "What happened?"
Mandi said, sheepishly, "Well, i wrote in my script that i was going to catch you there. and then Ty and i decided to roll our scripts up and sword fight. so i didn't remember to catch you when you jumped. so you leapt up in the air and i couldn't get my arms around you fast enough, and i caught your legs, and i a little bit dropped you on your head."
To which we howled with laughter for the rest of the period. and when we had to perform it for the rest of the people in our class, Mandi didn't forget. she almost forgot, but then she remembered and caught me and all went well.
i didn't plummet to my doom again. :D
Thursday, December 3, 2009
You Know It's Going To Be A Good Day When...
You walk into school and your friend, who is generally one of those friends who acts like a jerk and teases you and never compliments you, even though you know he's really not and he loves you and you guys are best friends, tells you that you look ravishing.
You have cookies in your backpack.
One of your friends walks into the classroom you're in and tells you that he has to put your teacher's strippers (of the wire stripping variety) back in the closet, and says he'll try and clean up all the glitter.
The first music you hear is Winston Churchill and the Band from the Future, telling you to "Lift up your heart, all will come right. out of the depths of sorrow and of sacrifice will be born again the glory of mankind." (Thanks, Churchill. You're the best. Just what i needed.)
Your older brother has been reading an English magazine, The Chap, so when he drove you to school today, he opened the car door for you and closed it when you got in.
You finish the poem you didn't think you were going to, and it's not exactly terrible.
yes, today will be a good day. :D
Things i'm thankful for:
1) Mandi. See, she's really awesome. like, you don't even get it. she's the only person who understand my whole serial killer thing. she's a shoulder to lean on, even though i know she's got problems of her own. she's the best.
2) Cat and Primrose. Guinea pigs. they keep me company. i don't like not having any noise, because then i make up noises and freak myself out. so they happily chatter at me all the time, and we're friends. i love those animals.
3) The Chap. it's an English magazine. Ben reads it, and now he is acting like a gentleman. which means i get to be a lady, and he holds umbrellas above my head when it rains and opens car doors for me and things like that. oh, The Chap. You are proof the chivalry has not died.
4) Gloves. i have very cold hands, and even though they make it hard to text and type, they're wonderful.
5) Renaissance Nerds. I happen to be one of them. without more people like that, we wouldn't have Renaissance Faires, which are the coolest thing on the face of the planet. well, mostly. still, they're fun. and therefore, i love the other geeks who, like me, dress up and speak in Old English and then stop off at the nearest civilized location to show everyone their costume and confuse all the people who didn't know the Renaissance Faire was that day. or didn't know there WAS such a thing as a Renaissance Faire.
You have cookies in your backpack.
One of your friends walks into the classroom you're in and tells you that he has to put your teacher's strippers (of the wire stripping variety) back in the closet, and says he'll try and clean up all the glitter.
The first music you hear is Winston Churchill and the Band from the Future, telling you to "Lift up your heart, all will come right. out of the depths of sorrow and of sacrifice will be born again the glory of mankind." (Thanks, Churchill. You're the best. Just what i needed.)
Your older brother has been reading an English magazine, The Chap, so when he drove you to school today, he opened the car door for you and closed it when you got in.
You finish the poem you didn't think you were going to, and it's not exactly terrible.
yes, today will be a good day. :D
Things i'm thankful for:
1) Mandi. See, she's really awesome. like, you don't even get it. she's the only person who understand my whole serial killer thing. she's a shoulder to lean on, even though i know she's got problems of her own. she's the best.
2) Cat and Primrose. Guinea pigs. they keep me company. i don't like not having any noise, because then i make up noises and freak myself out. so they happily chatter at me all the time, and we're friends. i love those animals.
3) The Chap. it's an English magazine. Ben reads it, and now he is acting like a gentleman. which means i get to be a lady, and he holds umbrellas above my head when it rains and opens car doors for me and things like that. oh, The Chap. You are proof the chivalry has not died.
4) Gloves. i have very cold hands, and even though they make it hard to text and type, they're wonderful.
5) Renaissance Nerds. I happen to be one of them. without more people like that, we wouldn't have Renaissance Faires, which are the coolest thing on the face of the planet. well, mostly. still, they're fun. and therefore, i love the other geeks who, like me, dress up and speak in Old English and then stop off at the nearest civilized location to show everyone their costume and confuse all the people who didn't know the Renaissance Faire was that day. or didn't know there WAS such a thing as a Renaissance Faire.
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