So today was pretty nice.
At least, compared to the rest of the week, it was the best day.
Why? Check "Rianna's Happiness Chart for 1/29/10" :D
Ok. So, I know you can't read it, so I'll just... do something. LIST TIME!
- I woke up (and thought about the ice cream party I would have in math)
- (Up) My friend talked about losing his pants (and the pants diary)-- More on this later.
- (way way way way FAR down) My math teacher forgot to buy ice cream! (I even brought a spoon!!! [cry])
- (up-ish) I understood math. YAY!
- (up) The math teacher said that she had leftover ice cream from a previous class, and we could have it (plus the ice cream she owes us) if there was enough time.
- (Down) We didn't even get that ice cream.
- (up) We made fun of my math teacher because she kept forgetting stuff (like ice cream)
- (up) we only got 8 problems to do for homework tonight (YESS!!)
- (up) I read EMAILS FROM CRAZY PEOPLE! (clicky)
- (up) There was no track practice today (or yesterday)
- (up) I made a Happiness Graph :P
- (down) Some of my track friends had never eaten a snickerdoodle before. (poor, deprived children)
- (up) I ate snickerdoodles. \(^-^)/
- (not on the graph- yet- but down) We have Chemistry Homework, and I didn't even go to chem today.
So the pants.
Ah, Friend1.
So, last year, F1 was stupid (again) and asked "When was China started?" [to see more on this, click here!]. So this year, he had to lose his pants.
So I get to school and I see him standing in the middle of the hallway. I walked up to him...
Me: You look bored.
F1: Yeah, I'm tired.
Me: Same here.
--Silence--
F1: ... So I lost my pants.
Me: *stares*
Me: *bursts out laughing*
F2 (he was there with the China thing, too): *walks up* ... What?
Me: *keeps laughing*
F1: SHE KEEPS LAUGHING AT ME!
Me: *still laughing* Because you deserve to be laughed at!!
F2: Why?
F1: I lost my pants.
F2: ... uhh.. What? How do you lose pants!?
F1: I don't know!!! So I went to karate practice last night, and I took of my pants Jet Li style, then folded them really neatly and put them on top of my bag. I tied them to the back so that they wouldn't come off. Then, after practice, I threw the bag in my brother's car. So I woke up this morning, and I couldn't find them! I even looked in my shoes! So I go "Mom?" "Que?" "Have you seen my pants??" and my mom starts cussing me out in Spanish!
--later--
F1: Maybe I should make a journal.
Me: What?! Yeah! Lost Pants Days: Day One.
F1: *falls to the ground laughing*
F2: What the eff is wrong with him!?
Me: He's gonna make a diary.
F2: About what?! "1/29, 9 AM: Still can't find my pants!"
So yeah. Twas quite hilarious. And when people would walk up, he would ask them for their help in finding his pants. I told them that they went to China :)
In other news, I did research for Spencer :)
CLICK HERE SPENCER I TOLD YOU IT WAS REAL!!! (sorry, the website's good, but it has a lot of stupid ads in the middle of everything [stupidly])
Rian (had a good Friday, and thanks the T-Rex for it)
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