Friday

Well, I suppose I should do a post today.
I don't really know what to say. I think I want to say, hi.
This spelling bee is cool. This one guy read 23 pages of the dictionary a day to prepare. I'm rooting for the girl from Rodchester. Catherine! I'm also rooting for the girl from Illinois. She's very happy. Go Rose!

Cooking with Megan

You have heard the stories, right? Well, this cooking story is written entirely in dialog. Blue is me and Yellow is Jevne. Goo0d luck
Noodles sound good?
Why the hell not?
What something to put on top?
Sure, what do you have?
Umm... beef stock. Oh! Hey! Grab me the soy sauce,too. Maybe a couple of chives?
Here ya' go. What else?
Broccoli?
I don't like broccoli.
Potatoes?
Are they cooked enough.
We steamed them yesterday for 3 hours.
Those work. Let's put some flour in, too.
Ok. Just dump it in. (Jevne dumps) I DIDN'T MEAN LITERALLY!
You know I take everything literally.
When everything is done cooking...
You think it's edible?
From our past history with food, I give it a 25% chance...
We can dip the noodles.
Good idea.
(Takes bite) It tastes really good.
Says the girl who used to spit into a glass and called the water pop.
You fell for it!
(Takes bite) Dude, your right.
We made something edible... (Looks around) Where's the horsemen?
What?
Isn't that a sign of the Apocalypse?

A Look Into My Week

Ok, I could go more into my letter to self, but that joke is obviously getting old.
My biggest news of the week is that I got into a class at Mckelister Collage this summer (YAY!). I heard this week and the guys on my bus heard, too.
In gym today, Drake was my backup balyer and I was balying for Shelby. I don't think his hands could have come closer to touching my butt. I swear I was about one move down away from telling him, "If you move those hands any lower, I will be very glad Minnesota does not have the death penelty."
Also, I got a paper back from my English teacher and I got an A. The 1st A of my ninth grade english experience (on a paper that is). I was excited.
Now, for comments I want you to write the funniest thing you overheard this week. I have two:

Mom: [yelling to brothers] LOBSTERS DO NOT USE STERIODS!

Owen: [to Jack's friend Nikki] Ohmygawd, look at Megan, Hedei Klume wore that exact outfit on project runway episode 48.

Letter to Self: Try 2

Dear me,
Right now I'm trying to keep Tonks from eating a bra. Sounds fun, does it not?
I'm actively writing, like, 9 books right now. WHEE. Tell me how that class goes this summer, will you (I'm expecting there to be time machines when you get this).
Do we have the crappy pink cellphone anymore? Do we ever get a cool cell and not that piece of shit. You remember it was mom's fault that we have the shitty piece of crap. Does she still have the same black one that she has no idea how to use?
You still into fashion? Color? Design in general?
Tell you the truth, me, I hate this assignment. It's not like you can be a pen pal with yourself. You can't write back and answer any of my questions. In fact, why am I even writing now? That is an excellent question.
I'll go read some political web comic instead or something.
Love your favorite 9th grader
-Megan

Semi

Ok, so, after completely blacking out the entire Halloween and Valentines Dances from my conscious memory, I have semi to thank for being da bomb!
I danced of course. The slow dance was the most embarrassing. And, trust me, you don't know embarrassing unless at least 50 eyes are staring at you, 25 of those 50 are pointing at you, and afterwards you get 1000000, "OMG MEGAN! YOU AND MATT ARE SOOOOO CUTE" But, it was great, and I'm not saying I didn't like the slow dance.
Emily made me take a picture. Yes, Emily, I'm singling you out because, yes, it was your fault. It was a couple pic, so Matt hugged me, which was GREAT.
The courtyard at school was BEAUTIFUL. The decorators put lights up in the trees and it was GORGEOUS. We sat out there for, like 5 minutes. But, still, gorgeous.
To my girl friends; YOU LOOKED GORGEOUS (favorite word of the evening)!!!!!! Really, you all did. Simply stunning. To the guys; meh. No, I'm kidding, ya'll looked great too.
Now, s'cuse me, but my feet need help for daggers are burning through them. I'll be back later this/ next week with: Letter to Self; Try #2.

Letter to Self: Try 1

I'm curently writing a letter to myself. It's really boring.

Hi me.
Am I as dorky as I am now in the future (if that makes sense)?
I have a kitten. Her name is Tonks. She is 9 weeks old. I suppose you know Tonks though. Does everyone but dad and Jack still call her Sinbad? Does dad and Jack still call her Toonces? Semi is on Friday. I am going with Matt who I am currently dating. God, I'm stupid. Stupid letter to self. It's stupid! Why am I writing this anyway? Meh. Fuck this, I'm going to read about the sex life of Catherine of Arragon. WHOO!
-M.E. Gonzalez

Late Night, Early Morning

I don't think my day could get anymore stressful.
Seriously, don't get me started.
Now, I'm going to write a speech now.
Night.

Chicago: YOU DID WHAT?!?

Ok, so instead of talking ABOUT my trip to Chicago, I decided I rather to give you the funniest things I heard from other peoples conversations.

1. Max: (on phone) YOU DID WHAT?!?
(short pause)
WITH A KITTEN?!?

2. Berit: Oh! Look! It's purple!
Drake: Of course it's purple! You bit me!

3. Forrest: Ok, who's is this?
(Holds up notebook)
Advanced Algebra, so its one of my peeps
(flips through notebook)
A guy; by the looks of the handwritting
(flips through notebook)
Oh! it's Emily!
(laughter from bus)

4. Ok, so I heard 2 different things about how this qoute was said, but their both funny
Saralyn: Didn't you just push his ass into, like, lead?
or
Saralyn: Did you just pinch his ass until it bled?

5. Rachel: (on phone) Are you you high?
(short pause)
(darkly) Seriously.
(short pause)
Are you high?
(short pause)
Good, cause if you were I'd kick your ass

6. Ben: Oh! You think I'm a fat ass? Look at this ass! Does it look fat to you?

7. Glee: Yesterday I had water come out of my nose! It was awsome!

8. Forrest: Austin, who's your favorite person on the trip?
Austin: Me

9. Forrest: Just because I made out with your arm... It mean nothing!