When having outfit for tomorrow picked out in advance I have a lot more time getting ready in the morning so today I was able to fully brush my hair and wash my face while putting in my outfit for today's spirit week prompt: Media (Memes, vines, celebrities, characters etc.) I put on my creeper pants, clout goggles, OwO hat, and yeet t shirt and strolled out if my dorm feeling like a million bucks carrying my diamond sword with me. Grant put in a polo and some khaki shirts to look like the "you know I had to do it to em" Guy I knew his name I know his name lucky Luciano??? Idk why it's just escaping me rn. Meliyah went dressed like Billie Eilish, Brooklyn as Doja Cat, Christine as Sherlock Holmes, Inshera Gabby's and Kimora as those three guys bobbing side to side I blankets and sunglasses in that one vine, and sausea showed up in her full spiderman suit looking absolutely stunning. I taught Mr. Mann what the word YEET means and headed down to fake taking my medication but this morning I accidentally swallowed it, oh shit. For morning classes we worked some more on our x day projects since they're due tomorrow.
Me, Ian, Padraic and Kimora all worked together a cross from Hudson, Simon, and a few others where Hudson connected his computer to the classroom tv streaming a constant rotating gif of the ever so erotic Obama prisim, making eye contact with it will even make sterile men lose no nut November. We got hardly any work done with blasting Minecraft parodies and other iconic meme songs dancing around, fighting each other with the sword, and quoting cursed videos. Dr. Selvakumar was in the room for the whole time and didn't even bat an eye at any of this, this is simply his life now. I felt kind of bad realising Ian was carrying out while group as I played 60 second burger run on cool math games do I told him I would make a clay sculpture visual aid for our project. We then got sent in the voting firms for the presidential election and I ended up voting for Rachael and Grant despite everyone saying nut to vote for Grant. I just felt bad on he really did seen passionate about the whole thing, I kind of regret bit voting for Natalia thugh since she was sweet enough to make all of us cookies and seemed like a sweet girl in general.
Basil interrogated me in the hallway asking me if I voted for him "there's an 80 percent chance I did I did Eanie meanie minie Moe" I lied, felt kind of bad considering he spent 150 dollars on all that pizza for everybody but I wasn't going to let my vote be bought,, I guess. I was a little apprehensive voting for Basil in general because his political views are wack and I haven't really been able to look at him the same way ever since the screaming political argument at dinner a few nights back where he deadass laughed when I mentioned the black teenage boy shot dead for carrying skittles I his pocket when he tried to say white people had less privileges saying the image of a guy getting shit holding skittles was funny to him. That was a real tragic thing that happened what the hell. After voting we headed up to advisory where I was reminded yet again of my upcoming parent teacher conference, 9 days left to live 9 days left to get my shit together so my parents don't pull me out of this school altogether.
During lunch the meds started to take their toll on me, I had no appetite despite not having eaten anything all day and could barely manage a bite out if my sloppy joe sandwich and felt overwhelmingly hollow and sad though this time not about anything in particular I just didn't feel nice. Christine helped me as best she could with the math homework but I still have no idea what's going on and we potentially have an assessment this Friday. How do you ever expect me to use a horizontal and vertical Asyntope in real life??? math went by pretty quickly with Mr Raza telling some more stories about his kids but I still didn't understand anything.
After math we had PE where we played a game of dodgeball which was pretty fun until me and Christine ran right into each other with the most absolutely forceful head but I had ever felt. We both blacked out for a second and with head injuries all your senses go wack so my vision was blurred and I heard white noise and ringing in the back of my ears. I could feel my brain jiggle hopefully we didn't get concussions. Me and her sat to the side groaning in pain and Coach chey blew her whistle to ask us if we were ok, the whole time I held my hand over my right eye since she had butted right above there and the impact had made some tears spill out of that single eye and it would look like I was straight up crying from the pain which I didn't want. We sat outside the gym for a while chatting about how kuch it get and comparing our forehead bumps while I applied ice to mine before heading back inside to wat he the game from the sidelines. Everyone asked us if we were ok and it was embarrassing yet comforting having everybody surrounding me.
During art saudea bounced around in her spiderman suit and me and Valerie took turns drawing her. I finally got a new sketch hbook so I'm happy to say I'm drawing frequently again!! Not finished prices but they're frequent doodles!! I sketched out inosuke and tanjirou from kimetsu no yaiba using them as action pose references and added a little baby nezuko t posing in the background. We all headed out to the vans to get back to the 4H but much time my horror I didn't have a key with Jia Jia choosing to walk back with a few others since she's extra. I waited for Dr Herman's for a bit to use the master key since I've asked the front desk for a new card 3 days in a row now and I'm sure they're getting annoyed with it. With all this extra time on my hands without sports I decided I actually wanted to do Siem thing productive and set to finally THOROUGHLY cleaning my hellhole of a room, it too me several hours and I missed eating dinner with everybody but I finished it and my room looked 10x bigger than before and Jia Jia and me both bounced around happy about no longer living in our own fifth and sent pictures if the new and improved room to the group chat. It hit 7:30 and I still hadn't eaten so I ran down to the dining hall where Rachael did Oliver's nails as I ate my parmesan chicken and pasta.
With some extra time to kill before study hall me Oliver's and Simon all Lazed around in the game room on out phones and Simon pitched the idea that for jersey day tomorrow we get 4 people to team up with our numbers to make 69420 Simons being 6 Valeries being 9 Oliver's being 42 and I'm being 0. Saudea brought me back my charger from her house and told us about how while she stayed on the metro in her spiderman suit a bunch of little kids kept running up and hugging her thinking she was the real spiderman and it was very wholesome.
During study hall Rachael and Christine stopped by to see the new room and I ended up getting nothing dine chatting with them about how different things were in person vs the summer group chat. Somehow the topic switched to annoying family stuff, Basil's political compass, communism in china and sexist homophobic and racist things weve had to deal with on life. The Wing-Fu household is a wack place. After study hall I headed back downstairs where me, Jaden Saudea, and Amy all went exploring up the staircase agin where I snuck into the lodging area for some ice water. Oliver ordered himself a pizza which all of us stole from and me and Saudea stuck our arms in our shirts and battled with our little t Rex hands. I later evolved into my final form when I stiffed my whole body into my creeper pants and was having a blast squatting around till Grant said it would be easy for him to hit it from the back with me lookin like that, god dammit Grant. We hung out for a little while more till it hit 9:59 and we headed upstairs for curfew,
As we went I saw the elevator closing and stopped it with my foot just in time since we could get in, except the elevator wouldn't open. My dumbass thought it would be a good idea to try and manually open the door, the front door part opened, the back did not. Did I just break the fucking elevator??? This situation was already bad enough when a black gloved hand reached through the cracks in the elevator and we all screamed and ran up the steps. Halfway up I stopped in my tracks and turned around. "Wait guys there's a person in there and I broke the door what if they're stuck??? " I couldn't just leave them there like that, I'm a price if shit but even I have standards. I ran back asking if she was ok and she worked at the 4H and said she was calling maitinence, me and Valerie had gotten in trouble already a couple weeks ago for breaking the stairwell door at the 4H and were lucky no legal action was taken so if I was caught for this I would be dead. I told the last I hadn't touched the doors and when I stuck my foot to hold them open they started acting weird on their own hoping that would be enough to clear my name. She told me she would be ok so I went back to my room with my friends telling me it would be fine but still was a little panicked.
Instead of getting ready for bed I realized to my horror I still hadn't done my part for the ex day project visual aid and now couldn't do the very sculpture cuz my dumbass forget to ask for some during art class cuz I'm a stupid stupid bitch. I decided to just draw both models and hope that would be good enough and I'd apologize to Ian tomorrow. I called Oliver telling him about the elevator situation and we both laughed at what a stupid person I am. He talked a little built about his childhood trauma issues which I felt bad for not trying to talk out with him like he does to me but Jia Jia was listening and I was so worries about shaving the wrong thing. We then shared some more embersssing childhood stories like always and he told me the most disturbing part if his childhood. He sprayed shaving cream into his urethra to see if he could pee shaving cream when he was 7 and experienced the worst pain known to man kind and thought he would never be able to pee again and die but couldn't tell his latent what happened because well "I filled my dick with shaving cream" Isn't exactly the easiest thing to bring up over family dinner. Jia Jia listened in holding back laughter and me and Oliver chatted for a bit longer before he got tired and I finished my work so I hung up. "Good night Marley" "Night."
After I hung up Jia Jia squealed about how "cute our conversations were" And brought up how over the phone he randomly said "I like you a lot Marley" After k called him a fucking dumbass. My brain had been bringing that up over and over again so I guess she noticed that little comment too.
Finish time 12:44 AM
Submitted November 06, 2019 at 07:45AM by marleys-diary https://ift.tt/36DSX7K
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