Jerry Talk

Once upon a time,
Veronica and Viv were saying Hi to Jerry.
So I mocked them and said they were
irregularly fond of him.
And somehow they starting mocking me
and they were all like
"You like Jerry!"

So I thought it'd be funny if I went like
"So what if I do?"
Then Jin came in and she was like "what??"
And they got all hyper
and they were like
"Hehe Yvonnee likes Jerry."

So yeah. Jin proudly announced to
the class during music and so the guys know.

By the end of the week,
everyone in yr 9 was like
"Dude, there's a rumor that you fancy that Jerry guy"
WTF?
And that evil French Charles
was like "hes so fat and ugly"

so my big mouth said "no he isn't"
so..yeah.
Then he reminded me of this
"I-think-jerry-is-not-fat-nor-ugly-thing"
on Monday morning,
so I told him that I see inner beauty

then I saw Jerry.
and I ran away.
Hehe.

And dude, Justin's using FB again
go add him people!

Andrew Huston reminds me of Simon Cowell

Another specimen of one who is strongly
critical towards me would be Andrew Huston.
This species of human can only be described as one
breed of his own.

Huston is previously infamous for addressing
me as a popular character in a popular movie:
Darth Vader. Reasons are due to the
metallic helmet fitted on his
head. In Huston's opinion, my hair has an uncanny appearance
in comparison to the helmet.

Today's arguments:
AH: Let me in the bus!
DV[Darth Vader]: No.
AH: Move, you stupid darth vader thing!
DV: uhmm..Password please?
AH: -groans- grr. I'll just wait here cuz ur gunna let me in anyways
DV: I will not.
AH: Yes you will because your seat is over there.
DV: I could..move?
AH:Yes you can move outta my way
DV: nuh-uh
AH: you do realise that I play rugby right?
Audrey: Andrew move ur big fat ass
AH: I cant because Darth Vader here is blocking me
Audrey: Yvonne can you move for Andrew to get his ass outta my face?
DV: Fine.

DV: -sticking tongue out at neighbour-
Neighbour: -sticking tongue out back-
AH: Dude! IMMATURE!
DV:-stops stickign tongue out-
AH: Dude, he's like FOUR! And you're sticking ur tongue out at him!
DV: I dont like him.
AH: I can see how he does not like you. Now, you're coming with me to apologise
Audrey: hahahhahaha
DV: ew no.

BigFoot's in da house

Just about all of my friends know that I have a tendency to address
them as "humans". Public has criticised my diction
and question of my being.

Such matters were answered when
"mythological Creatures" were discussed in
Design Technology class.

BigFoot was one of these specimens of
search results. A tiny voice led to the theorising
of my being somewhat comparable to BigFoot.

They can go shove their heads up BigFoot's toe jam.

Auditions!

Sorry for not writing in.
I was busy being on cloud 9 for the entire week.
But srsly dude, you'd understand if you were me.

I had the auditions!
Okay so I was sitting int he audience having
a panic attack.
Then, Ms. Grimshaw said "Okay we start on this side of the row"
and I was 5 seats away from that seat which was just my luck rele.

I was sandwiched between Briana and Maggie- both
sang like angels. When Briana got up I was like
"OMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFG" and my brain was mushed up.
Then I was gobsmacked when she sang [but it did help to control my brain a little]

When she left the stage my feet got hyper and they were like
"You stupid bimbo, always making us do the work for you."
So I kinda owe it one.
I smiled with confidence and I greeted the audience [cuz people will think ur mean if you dnt]
and I told them what I was gunna sing - Jacob and Sons.

I was proud for not sounding shaky. If there was such a thing as
feeling as though someone else took over, I could be a specimen.
Okay, I won't lie to you. I forgot the "Man of the soil.....etc etc" line.
I ALWAYS FORGET THAT LINE!

I waited for the next day to come, and I couldn't sleep.
Which results to having tossed and turned too much
which normaly leads to major bad hair crisis.
So yeah.

I ran like a mental retard to the drama room.
Where I was immediately dismissed by Ms. Grimshaw
who told me to come back 10 minutes.
I came back 2 minutes later.

Mr. Mawhinney addressed me as
"lurking around in anticipation and anxiety"
grr.

Ms. Grimshaw returned and printed out
the audition list - for which my stomach decided
to twist up and tangle my lungs up.

I was practically stuck to the back of Ms. Grimshaw as
she advanced towards the drama room door.
She stuck the list up
and my stomach took this chance to tangle all my guts together.

I read the list.
AND DUDE! I GOT JUDAH!!!!!!!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOGMGOGMOGMGOGMGGMMGOGOGOGOGOGOGOGOG
[please excuse me whilst I try to contain myself]