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backupdump002Jesus Christ, was today eventful or what.
First of all, I overslept, so when I woke up I was in a mad rush to get ready and get to school at a decent time. My first class was Service (we help the environment and school and stuff), and my job was to go play with kindergarteners and I CAN'T LET THEM DOWN
Then as soon as I got to school, I remembered that they were on a field trip today. D'oh. So I just went into the Service classroom 'cause I saw everyone else doing so.
I love my Service teacher. He always has a bunch of funny stories to tell. I remember our very first class, he just talked about Snakes on a Plane pretty much the whole time. Today he was wearing a kilt, and he told us of his many kilt adventures. Like some complete stranger slipping him a dollar, or how the school did not approve of his kilt-wearing (or, as he called it, a manskirt).
SO ANYWAY AFTER TALKING ABOUT KILTS we went and waded in llama poo and threw giant logs into a pile. THIS WAS QUITE TIRING.
When we came back in we were sweaty and out of breath and like... time passed and eventually it was the end of the day and it was time to go home NO WAIT NOT YET 'CAUSE WE'RE IN CHARGE OF A FAIR THING. TIME TO GO A-RUNNIN'.
Wish and I a-run on over to the middle school basketball court thing (which is a pretty long distance, mind you). We didn't have to do anything for the first hour, but we were just gonna help set up. Then when we got there we were just like "eh, they got it |3 oh hay a playground." So we run over to the playground and begin immediately flailing around like little kids and man you guys should've seen me I was giggling like such a moron. I WENT ON THE SWINGS. ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE I'VE BEEN ON A SWING. SWIIIIIING
After spending an hour dorking around and sitting all hunched over in a tunnel and such, we hurry over to the raffle booth which we were running, and we sat. And ate popcorn. And drank soda. And I got in this big conversation about Pokemon with like these little 2nd or 3rd graders. It was awesome. WE WERE EQUALLY ENTHUSIASTIC, MEANING VERY
So it was about 10 minutes until we announced the winner, and suddenly there's this huge audience crowding around the table and yelling and trying to grab the raffle-dealy and it was annoying. We announced the winner (WHOSE NAME I MISPRONOUNCED THANK YOU) and then everyone suddenly left and we started hauling things around and cleaning up. Mom and Blaire showed up and helped clean. I was glad that we weren't in charge of the jupiter jumps or anything big like that. I mean, even though it was really hot and all, all I was doing was just stacking chairs and stuff and I was still like "HUHH. HUHH. OH GOD GUYS I NEED A TWINKIE." I was just really tired and sweaty at this point, basically.
BUT NOT TIRED AND SWEATY ENOUGH TO WALK THROUGH THE WOODS WITH WISH AND BLAIRE.
After dodging snakes and lizards and other strange creatures, we walk around to the front of the building, go in and start packing. By the way, I carry about three bags; backpack, lunchbox (which doesn't fit in backpack), and my laptop bag. All of these are quite heavy except for the lunchbox, but that tends to always fall off my shoulder so I still have to MESS with it. Yes.
So we grab our things and now it's time to stroll to the car. Except the car is way over in the other parking lot by the little kid building. We would've gotten a ride from our moms hurr guys snort but they drove past us and cackled. BETTER START WALKIN'.
After a long walk we got in SWEET, COMFORTABLE, AIR-CONDITIONED CAR and went to my house. We wandered around the backyard and in the garage apartment and laid around and stuff, but then we remembered that we had been planning to go to the arcade. O HAY! We hop in the car, and after driving by my old house which was on the way (which made me go on this big RANT about those FREAKING RENTERS AND ALL THESE CHANGES BEING MADE TO MY CHILDHOOD HOME FSGHHBNKL), we arrive at the arcade. Mom gives us a token coupon and leaves us to our devices. We go play.
The arcade we went to used to be located somewhere else, and this may just be me being a sentimental pansy, but I liked the old location a lot better. Its new location is in a popular area, so now its become this big tard hangout. The new building was WAY smaller, much more crowded, very noisy, and on top of all of that they didn't have enough room for all the games, so they had to get rid of a ton. The ones they kept weren't even good. At the old one it was huge, lots of games, not crowded at ALL (there'd just be like one or two other people there with you. sometimes you'd even have the whole arcade to yourself), dimly lighted (in a good sort of way), and it even had a miniature golf course inside it. There were no circles of overweight otakus reading manga by the DDR machine (which was being hogged by ONE GUY), no elitist emo retards standing there making fun of you, no weird people giving you the eye as you walked past, no big lines for slightly-not-crappy games, and dangit, it was just better. THE WHOLE THING JUST BUGGED ME ALRIGHT
We spent our tokens and left (there were only 40 tokens being shared by all of us and they lasted us a really long time because ALL THE GAMES SUCKED AND WE DIDN'T REALLY WANT TO PLAY ANY OF THEM okay different subject now), and walked outside where some band was playing. We sat and watched for a few minutes. Then we just went back to wandering. Then Blaire pointed to a big water fountain and said, "I've always wanted to play in one of those." I dared her to do so and she walked over, batted at the water, then ran back. She started to slowly wander back to the water, and as she did so I promptly took off my shoes, strolled over and dunked my head in one of the streams.
THIS WAS THE BEGINNING OF A WACKY ANTIC but I don't feel like describing it. Blaire was pretty soaked, I was COMPLETELY DRENCHED from head to toe, and Wish was dry because she has no interest in running through water fountains like a buffoon. This whole paragraph could be taken out of context.
After that we walked some more, then as we were walking past the band mom jumped up from the stands and ran to us. "HI GUYS I'VE BEEN WATCHING THE BAND" she said. She patted me on the shoulder, then realized it had mysteriously become wet and she gave me a weird look. I went... :D
We drove home, ate dinner, rambled, laughed, then everyone had to go home :< Awwww. IT WAS FUN, GUYS
Before I forget, here is a goldmine of official Phoenix Wright art, except for the "fanart" section which isn't worksafe so watch out for that. BUT IN THE OFFICIAL ART YOU WILL SEE THINGS SUCH AS THIN GROSSBERG AND YOUNG OLDBAG AND EDGEWORTH'S PAJAMAS. I HIGHLY RECCOMMEND IT. OH MY GOD I NEED SLEEP SO BADLY RIGHT NOW.
First of all, I overslept, so when I woke up I was in a mad rush to get ready and get to school at a decent time. My first class was Service (we help the environment and school and stuff), and my job was to go play with kindergarteners and I CAN'T LET THEM DOWN
Then as soon as I got to school, I remembered that they were on a field trip today. D'oh. So I just went into the Service classroom 'cause I saw everyone else doing so.
I love my Service teacher. He always has a bunch of funny stories to tell. I remember our very first class, he just talked about Snakes on a Plane pretty much the whole time. Today he was wearing a kilt, and he told us of his many kilt adventures. Like some complete stranger slipping him a dollar, or how the school did not approve of his kilt-wearing (or, as he called it, a manskirt).
SO ANYWAY AFTER TALKING ABOUT KILTS we went and waded in llama poo and threw giant logs into a pile. THIS WAS QUITE TIRING.
When we came back in we were sweaty and out of breath and like... time passed and eventually it was the end of the day and it was time to go home NO WAIT NOT YET 'CAUSE WE'RE IN CHARGE OF A FAIR THING. TIME TO GO A-RUNNIN'.
Wish and I a-run on over to the middle school basketball court thing (which is a pretty long distance, mind you). We didn't have to do anything for the first hour, but we were just gonna help set up. Then when we got there we were just like "eh, they got it |3 oh hay a playground." So we run over to the playground and begin immediately flailing around like little kids and man you guys should've seen me I was giggling like such a moron. I WENT ON THE SWINGS. ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE I'VE BEEN ON A SWING. SWIIIIIING
After spending an hour dorking around and sitting all hunched over in a tunnel and such, we hurry over to the raffle booth which we were running, and we sat. And ate popcorn. And drank soda. And I got in this big conversation about Pokemon with like these little 2nd or 3rd graders. It was awesome. WE WERE EQUALLY ENTHUSIASTIC, MEANING VERY
So it was about 10 minutes until we announced the winner, and suddenly there's this huge audience crowding around the table and yelling and trying to grab the raffle-dealy and it was annoying. We announced the winner (WHOSE NAME I MISPRONOUNCED THANK YOU) and then everyone suddenly left and we started hauling things around and cleaning up. Mom and Blaire showed up and helped clean. I was glad that we weren't in charge of the jupiter jumps or anything big like that. I mean, even though it was really hot and all, all I was doing was just stacking chairs and stuff and I was still like "HUHH. HUHH. OH GOD GUYS I NEED A TWINKIE." I was just really tired and sweaty at this point, basically.
BUT NOT TIRED AND SWEATY ENOUGH TO WALK THROUGH THE WOODS WITH WISH AND BLAIRE.
After dodging snakes and lizards and other strange creatures, we walk around to the front of the building, go in and start packing. By the way, I carry about three bags; backpack, lunchbox (which doesn't fit in backpack), and my laptop bag. All of these are quite heavy except for the lunchbox, but that tends to always fall off my shoulder so I still have to MESS with it. Yes.
So we grab our things and now it's time to stroll to the car. Except the car is way over in the other parking lot by the little kid building. We would've gotten a ride from our moms hurr guys snort but they drove past us and cackled. BETTER START WALKIN'.
After a long walk we got in SWEET, COMFORTABLE, AIR-CONDITIONED CAR and went to my house. We wandered around the backyard and in the garage apartment and laid around and stuff, but then we remembered that we had been planning to go to the arcade. O HAY! We hop in the car, and after driving by my old house which was on the way (which made me go on this big RANT about those FREAKING RENTERS AND ALL THESE CHANGES BEING MADE TO MY CHILDHOOD HOME FSGHHBNKL), we arrive at the arcade. Mom gives us a token coupon and leaves us to our devices. We go play.
The arcade we went to used to be located somewhere else, and this may just be me being a sentimental pansy, but I liked the old location a lot better. Its new location is in a popular area, so now its become this big tard hangout. The new building was WAY smaller, much more crowded, very noisy, and on top of all of that they didn't have enough room for all the games, so they had to get rid of a ton. The ones they kept weren't even good. At the old one it was huge, lots of games, not crowded at ALL (there'd just be like one or two other people there with you. sometimes you'd even have the whole arcade to yourself), dimly lighted (in a good sort of way), and it even had a miniature golf course inside it. There were no circles of overweight otakus reading manga by the DDR machine (which was being hogged by ONE GUY), no elitist emo retards standing there making fun of you, no weird people giving you the eye as you walked past, no big lines for slightly-not-crappy games, and dangit, it was just better. THE WHOLE THING JUST BUGGED ME ALRIGHT
We spent our tokens and left (there were only 40 tokens being shared by all of us and they lasted us a really long time because ALL THE GAMES SUCKED AND WE DIDN'T REALLY WANT TO PLAY ANY OF THEM okay different subject now), and walked outside where some band was playing. We sat and watched for a few minutes. Then we just went back to wandering. Then Blaire pointed to a big water fountain and said, "I've always wanted to play in one of those." I dared her to do so and she walked over, batted at the water, then ran back. She started to slowly wander back to the water, and as she did so I promptly took off my shoes, strolled over and dunked my head in one of the streams.
THIS WAS THE BEGINNING OF A WACKY ANTIC but I don't feel like describing it. Blaire was pretty soaked, I was COMPLETELY DRENCHED from head to toe, and Wish was dry because she has no interest in running through water fountains like a buffoon. This whole paragraph could be taken out of context.
After that we walked some more, then as we were walking past the band mom jumped up from the stands and ran to us. "HI GUYS I'VE BEEN WATCHING THE BAND" she said. She patted me on the shoulder, then realized it had mysteriously become wet and she gave me a weird look. I went... :D
We drove home, ate dinner, rambled, laughed, then everyone had to go home :< Awwww. IT WAS FUN, GUYS
Before I forget, here is a goldmine of official Phoenix Wright art, except for the "fanart" section which isn't worksafe so watch out for that. BUT IN THE OFFICIAL ART YOU WILL SEE THINGS SUCH AS THIN GROSSBERG AND YOUNG OLDBAG AND EDGEWORTH'S PAJAMAS. I HIGHLY RECCOMMEND IT. OH MY GOD I NEED SLEEP SO BADLY RIGHT NOW.
