Two day stories (Long post, people...)

Ah, fun past two days... But first, a service update from yours turely: I'm eating a banana pop, and my mom salted my floor. More on that, later.

THURSDAY:
Ok, yesterday was some kind of awesome. Woke up at 5:45 (Way to friggen early, people. I mean, I've woken up at 3 am before, but that time I could sleep. Not this time.), got dressed, ate an egg and cheese buritto (I knew it tasted funny! No sausage!), then went to the school. I have pictures, but their going up on facebook. ONE TIME will I say my name for Facebook. Rachel Brown. That's it, and I should be located in the Northern Hemisphere. You'll have to befriend me to see pictures I think, so if you do, just put a personal message saying "For IOA pictures." I'll know what your talking about.
Yeah, didn't ride alot of rides, most all of them are roller coasters that flip (Heck no.) or I just ate. I really went for friends and getting away from parents and school. I mean, who doesn't want a free day out of school? The bus ride there was boring, cause everyone was waking up, but the bus ride back was awesome. I got tired of sitting with the chaperone (I was tricked, I have no idea how.) and so I moved in between Moe and KT, and just had fun. Moe took my phone, and was texting JC, and I needed to text Bri about And's phone, and so I took my phone, and I leaned into the aisle, and she was trying to get my phone back. She looked like she was getting ready to bear hug me. Yeah, while I was texting Bri, she was just over there, looking ready to bear hug. Before I gave it back, I sadi in the most Achmed voice possible, "STOP... TOUCHING... ME!" Lol, very fun.
I moved groups like three times yesterday. First from Moe's group, then from Bri's group (Cause the chaperone was an ***wipe, and even he wanted to do rides like the Hulk, so he moved me. ***wipe.). Yeah, at least I was still on bus 1. Some solid knowledge there.

FRIDAY:
Yeah, it felt like a Monday today because of the trip yesterday. The teachers kept talking about discussing topics "next Tuesday", and every time I was like, "Isn't that tomorrow...?" Then I would remember it's Friday. Fail. BUT, BUT, B U T, I wasn;t the only one. Most everybody who went on the trip felt like it was Monday. Yeah, stupid normal people who knew it was Friday. But it was a pretty ok day.
First, I got free ice cream. Brooke stalked me out on the patio, then asked me what was I doing. I told her the story of how Mrs. Greening's class got ice cream because we raised the most box tops at the beginning of the year, and she said "Screw you." :D That's what I get, vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup and choco bits. Yum!
Yeah, so I was eating my ice cream, wearing my shorst sleeved jacket-dark grey cami combo, and apparently my bra strap was showing because Tat goes, "You have a cute bra!" OMFG, she practially screams that twice, and then Bri looks and agrees! I don't know what's worse, Tat saying that, or Bri agreeing. I wraped myslef in my jacket, to where NOTHING was showing, except that meant my jacket shrinking up my back, and Bri being "turned on" by how my cami was showing skin. OMFG. THEN, in band, he and Brooke were trying to get my shoes. First, just untying them, but then, UNLACING them no where I had to redo my whole shoe. Yeah... Ale was being all "Do you wanna go out?" Yeah, guess how many times I turned him down? Yeah... And then Bri tells Ale that we're going out. Why Ale asked I have no idea.
Yeah, and then when Bro, Bri, and I were walking to class (Well, I was going to class. They were going to their lockers. Suckas.), and he grabbed my backpack, holding me back from math. Not that I like math (It sucks.), it's just that he was holding me back. Urgh.
I have bruises! From Bri and Bro! They kept "seeing" Volkswagons, and so they WAIT until they see me the next day, and then they hit me AHAP (As Hard As Possible.). I have bruises, and ow they hurt.
Hey, just remembered about the shoe measuring today in band. Pey wears size 11 women's, Brooke 9 1/2 women's, me 9 women's, and Bri 8 1/2 men. I said he had the smallest feet, but then he told me off by saying that those shoes are sized down 2 sizes, but his feet are still smaller than Pey's.
Yep, the past two days. Pretty cool.
Oh yeah, and the reason why my mom has put salt on my floor is because my cats both have fleas, and she read somewhere that fleas don't like salt, so it's all over the floor. Ugh, I hate it. I can't walk anywhere without getting salt all over my feet. Erm.