And now for another pointless entry in my psychotic life.
Lunch time is one of the greatest times in my life. All of my school friends are insane, so it always gets rather interesting. Today was no exception.
This period of my lunching time was after chorus. I was sitting with my two best school friends (we will call them Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee) and we were having a very animated conversation about the ways in which to destroy another school friend's "significant other". Then, Tweedle Dum steals my writing utensils. Now, I'm very protective of my writing utensils because I am a writer in nature, so this made me very sad. Then she flings the utensils across the room at my senior friend (we will call him Apollo cause he looks just like him). I launch out of my chair and run to get them. Apollo just watches. I think he was laughing internally.
Tweedle Dum doesn't know what she's gotten herself into. This means WAR!