Eeeeehhhh

[ivybgreenflower]

Boredboredbored.

So I'll tell you some stories that will make you doubt my intelligence. Hahahaha. I swear, I am not blonde and I do not want to be.

Story 1
Once upon a time I was coming to my history class from my personal fitness class, when I saw this girl. She was looking in my direction and she looked SO familiar, so I figured I'd better wave to her. As I started to lift my hand, I realized something.
I was waving at my own reflection in a mirrored door.
"Oh wait! That's me!" I started cracking up and I had to run to class to avoid looking like a weirdo. The class, thankfully, is only about three yards away.

Story 2
I have long hair. Really long hair. It's a little past mid-back. Well, when I'm home and vegetating, I wear it down. I also wear shorts a lot when no one is looking. So I'm sitting on my couch and I feel something crawling on my leg and I immediately slap my leg and then I realize...
I just slapped my own hair.
I do this quite often.
Just know I had my ponytail flipped over the back of the chair, and when I leaned forward it fell over the back of the chair and on to my back and I freaked.
Eep.

Story 3
One night I was listening to my record player, and I turned the volume up.
Then I heard someone knocking on the door, so I ran to put the volume down and I open the door and no one's there.
So I turn the volume up again and I hear the knocking again.
As it turns out, the volume was up to loud and it was the bass making that noise.
Stupid record player.

Here's something that will knock the intelligence of several people down a few notches.
Matt no longer has a name.
All of my friends call him "Your wife".
Jessica does it, Bianca does it, Jackie does it.
I do it.
Sorry, wifelet.

I got the word wifelet from John (I think.) He said "We all went down there with our friends and the wifelets."
And there it is. -Julius Sumner Miller

Moving on.
Ivyette @ 12:33 AM

Comments

[ordinaryturtle.livejournal.com]

oh dear i am now nameless

[ivybgreenflower]

That's not always true. Sometimes we call you by your name. Just not all the time.
Ivyette

[living-in-ennui.livejournal.com]

You slap your hair? YOU REALLY SHOULD GET IT CUT.

I call Matt by his name...sometimes. Don't I? I do. I mean, I think I do. Umm..

[ivybgreenflower]

Not all the time. heh heh heh.
Ivyette

[ofstaticpallor.livejournal.com]

I think I call him "your wife" because I don't want to call him by the wrong name. I don't want to say something like, "So, did you talk to Frank (Paul, Tom, Davey, Will) today?"

[ivybgreenflower]

Lmao. Well, now you know.
I like calling him my wife, anyway. It gets a lot of stares.
Ivyette