Are you damned?
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You're coming back! And if you are a Hindu you are going to have very specific characteristics:

"The slayer of a woman and the destroyer of embryos becomes a savage full of diseases; who commits illicit intercourse, a eunuch; who goes with his teacher�s wife, disease-skinned. The eater of flesh becomes very red; the drinker of intoxicants, one with discolored teeth...." (Garuda Purana)

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so anyway. day ended fabulously crazy

side note: took ap lit exam hoy... actually didn't suck
please lord spare me as you have today on the APUSH exam that is already burning my soul due to it's being on MY FRICKIN BIRTHDAY

apparently today was supposed to be an improv practice day, and, as co-head of the improv team, i of course was not informed of this... so no one showed up anyway and i hung out in 301 whilst sketkh, kayleigh, brittany, bun bun, and christina practiced for blackbox... tameika, delant�, brandon, arik and i just hung around b/c there was no improv etc. and no one felt like going home

...by "no one felt like going home" i of course mean "arik and brandon had to bum a ride off me and i didn't feel like going home"

was violated horribly because am NOT ticklish ::frantically covers self and hides:: and ultimately wound up dead on the floor

speaking of dead on the floor: took ap lit test today... ::glances up::
oh. already told you. continuing on then...

so ultimately ended up dead on the floor and that was no good...
but then laid on couch and didn't move for three hours and that was nice...

so anyway, now we get to the fabulous part:

as we were leaving, i, being the cautious, conscientious driver i am, stopped at that horrible intersection leaving the school and checked for traffic

and, as it was rush hour, there was plenty of it

regardless of this fact, the people behind us decided i wasn't rushing out into oncoming traffic soon enough, and began making those "oh come on!" arm gestures

so, naturally, being the sweet, mature person i am, i began to mock them at arik and brandon

...but i don't think they quite got that as they laughed at me and mocked my movements

the irony almost killed me right there

so soon i was mocking them mocking me mocking them and all the while traffic continued whizzing by at an annoyingly constant rate

eventually, they figured out that i was actually making fun of them and began yelling random four letter words at me

so i flipped them off

i thought it was funny

but apparently that lovely sign of affection is actually a gesture meaning
"get out of your car and yell obscenities until you realize the person you are yelling at is a little giggling blonde girl with two other while-not-necessarily-burly-but-decidedly-male people in her car. this is your cue to skitter back to your own car and flip them off from the safety of the passenger's seat"

by then i was laughing so hard i almost missed the teeny window that had opened up in the road, allowing me to race across the intersection without being killed on the spot
*whew* ::wipes brow::
so of course Einstein and Co. followed on my butt the whole 100 yards to the Stoplight From Hell

::moment of hate-filled silence at light::

i just wanted to get out and thank them for truly making my day and i had started to open my door and everything when arik freaked out on me, saying they would take it as sarcasm and shoot me on the spot

now personally, i doubt these people are the type to have gotten sarcasm if it walked up and ate their shoes off their hands, but that's just me
but then i decided i agreed on the shoot me on the spot part, so i shut my door and put my seatbelt back on

of course, by then mr. intellect had seen me almost get out so he felt he needed to get out to make up for my lack of doing so... but again he didn't quite make it to my window

wish he had, as then i could have told him what a great day he had made for me and maybe he would feel good about himself and in turn help a homeless person or some such similar

but he didn't, so that's that

so when we finally got out on four i had been antagonizing these poor simple-minded fools for about ten minutes, sticking my tongue out at them and doing the ever mature wiggly-moose-antler face
...but hey. at least i was changing it up. they couldn't think of anything more creative than the usual boring middle finger and two curse words over and over

so anyway, we get out on four and they shoot ahead of me, going prolly 100 miles an hour

am extremely impressed. can't you read the utter awe and impressedness on my face? it's there.
oh wait. false alarm.

so then, rebels that they are, they pop back into the slow lane and go back down to 60 when they think they've gotten sufficiently ahead of us for me to be offended

oh and i'm offended. because i care about them that deeply. i cried for days. days.

so, as i have been going the same speed the whole time, i ultimately putt past them and, horror or horrors,

they throw a paper ball at my car!

now, i don't have to pay attention in physics to know that when one chucks a crumpled piece of paper from a vehicle moving around 80- ah, erm, i mean 55 mph to another going at the same (legal) pace, it's not going far

in fact, it only traveled far enough to turn back around and hit the guy in the face

i swear brandon couldn't stop laughing for the next twenty minutes

now i believe my theme bears repeating:

holy goodness i love stupid people

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