Wednesday, Ceramics Room, Lunch time. Lady Hammett and I were ranting, raving and rating. Smooth (previously referred to as Blondie) was there and then he wasn't, and then he was. Lady Hammett and I gave him a 8.5 and 9.5 for appearances, and n/a and 8.5 for personality. (Lady Hammett has never really had any contact with him, so I didn't push her to a number. I've already had plenty of embarrassing moments with him, but when my bra started to slip down with my phone in it and my instant reaction was to hoist it up and he saw, laughed and winked, that was a bit too much. Then he started making a fuss that I'd scoffed the whole entire Haribo packet (a new vegetarian option) when in fact, I'd shared them. The whole point of fussing was that he wanted one and I hadn't made a special attempt to give him one. I was too embarrassed. During the lesson before lunch, he told me he owned a wolf and I got over-excited until he laughed and told me he didn't. That was also embarrassing.
Thursday, Ceramics Room, Period three. I walk in the room and stare at Smooth, his nose has paint on. He looks up at me and I look away, ashamed to admit that I love finding an actual reason to stare at him.
Thursday, form, afternoon registration. Smooth and Chin burst in laughing their asses off. They're taunting some fat mental kid in the room across the corridor. I've never seen two people of their age laugh so much. It was hilariously adorable. They sit down and when I look up I see Smooth and Chin playing with roll-on lip balm. Chin licks the tip of it, Smooth licks the length of it, they both sit there with disgusted faces sticking their tongues out at random intervals. It's a picture! Then Smooth sticks his finger in front of Chin's mouth to make him be quiet like we did in primary school. Chin licks it, Smooth freaks out. When we left form, I saw a moth and was so horrified that my heart started racing uncontrollably and I couldn't breath.
All of these incredibly embarrassing, quirky little moments that make life unique and funny... Why don't they happen in the books? Why can't books be a little bit more realistic (as BitchMouth would say)? I mean, come on people! Let's make this shit work! xD
Ok... Don't quite understand the title...
ReplyDeleteBut methinks you have a thing for Smooth. :)
btw - I'M A FAT MENTAL KID!! :D :D :D
I think books are penned with different intentions. Some are obviously written to escape reality, and intend to transport the reader away from reality. Others are written to do the exact opposite, and bring attention the REAL happennings. It's just a matter of which book to read when. :)
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Smooth and Chin are the greatest duo ever! xD And the most arrogant and retarded. =D
ReplyDeleteYou should write a book about these events! You'll be famous then. Just don't let on to any of your readers that the stories are based on your life, and then you won't get embarrassed, but really really rich! :D
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