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With a haversack and some trepidation
Geez, could this day be any more boring?! Its too quiet. Which always gets that Bjork song about things being too quiet stuck in my head. Even though I didn't get to sleep until midnight yet again last night, I'm not so tired as I am listless. And good, there is a "listless" mood icon, which seems to be "hungover Taylor can't remember if Ryan finally told her he loved her the previous night." (Could that description make me sound any more twee?)
Last night, I was having a conversation with a certain someone who prefers to remain nameless from time to time about a high school story that I was reminded of while we were watching this L&O ep with Peter Facinelli and Abby from DC. Anyways, white dude from Fastlane belonged to a group called the Mac Rangers that were screwing various girls in their school and assigning point values to them, and having a competition over the whole thing. I've told this story countless times here before, but since I'm bored, I'll tell it again.
Hilariously(?), this girl, let's call her "Lana", thought my friends and I were such a group. I know, me as someone participating in some sort of perverse sex competition? Why? Because they were all trying to get in her pants constantly. Lana wasn't one of the popular or cool kids, but she was pretty mad cute, in that girl next door sort of way. Now, I did like her, even before the rest of the guys at school woke up and saw her as a hottie. But while the rest of my friends made a play for Lana, I didn't bother because what chance did I have now (or rather, then)? Not that I thought they were better than me, just that she'd end up throwing me in with that lot of losers.
So, even more hilariously, Lana thought I was the most insidious of the bunch then, since I wasn't trying anything, like I had something up my sleeve. Even more so when I asked her best friend to prom. She of course thought that I just did it to get close to her, like way to dis your friend there (as you know, my real reason wasn't any more noble, I did it as part of a bet, which I do feel bad about, because her friend was a nice girl) So she was bent on proving that I was a snake who was trying to get to her through her best friend. She went so far as to try and seduce me! Okay, she didn't go that far, but she was constantly trying to peel me away from her friend. Like this one time, there was some assembly where she was up for some award, and the three of us were sitting in the back, but she wanted to move closer, but her friend didn't. So she started getting all flirty and was all, "C'mon, A, let's go to the front, you'll sit with me so I won't be all alone, right?" I, of course, did not take her up on her offer.
Anyways, he who does not want to be named pointed out that she seems kinda stuck up, and I didn't notice it because I liked the girl. Looking back at it now, I guess she did think highly of herself, despite not even being in the "in" crowd! I remember when my friend Doc started spreading the rumor that she was a lesbian, because in his mind, why else would she not go out with him? Anyways, after he did that, she told the guy she was originally going to prom with (some dude who you knew was totally a fruit but hadn't come out yet) and drags him to class. Now Doc didn't see this, but since I saw everything (who am I, Gossip Girl?), I saw her standing at the doorway of English class before it started, pointing Doc out to the nancy-boy, all "Aren't you gonna do something about it?" and trying to get him to beat Doc up. Her date, being a chicken-fruit, of course did nothing.
I'm still curious if that's why she ended up going to prom with someone else. Of course, her second date wasn't any better, as I've said before, her date left to go to the bathroom and disappeared for most of the dance. Of course, Lana and my date's third friend, her date went off to get high and disappeared also. So as I've often bragged before, it was like having three dates, as I was forced to entertain all three. qv('Alright!') Though thinking about it now, my date was Chinese, Lana was white, and their friend was African-American. And while I'm asian, people often confuse me for hispanic, so its like, what is this, a United Colors of Benneton ad?
Ah, that trip down memory lane curtailed my slow death from ennui, so that's cool.
Last night, I was having a conversation with a certain someone who prefers to remain nameless from time to time about a high school story that I was reminded of while we were watching this L&O ep with Peter Facinelli and Abby from DC. Anyways, white dude from Fastlane belonged to a group called the Mac Rangers that were screwing various girls in their school and assigning point values to them, and having a competition over the whole thing. I've told this story countless times here before, but since I'm bored, I'll tell it again.
Hilariously(?), this girl, let's call her "Lana", thought my friends and I were such a group. I know, me as someone participating in some sort of perverse sex competition? Why? Because they were all trying to get in her pants constantly. Lana wasn't one of the popular or cool kids, but she was pretty mad cute, in that girl next door sort of way. Now, I did like her, even before the rest of the guys at school woke up and saw her as a hottie. But while the rest of my friends made a play for Lana, I didn't bother because what chance did I have now (or rather, then)? Not that I thought they were better than me, just that she'd end up throwing me in with that lot of losers.
So, even more hilariously, Lana thought I was the most insidious of the bunch then, since I wasn't trying anything, like I had something up my sleeve. Even more so when I asked her best friend to prom. She of course thought that I just did it to get close to her, like way to dis your friend there (as you know, my real reason wasn't any more noble, I did it as part of a bet, which I do feel bad about, because her friend was a nice girl) So she was bent on proving that I was a snake who was trying to get to her through her best friend. She went so far as to try and seduce me! Okay, she didn't go that far, but she was constantly trying to peel me away from her friend. Like this one time, there was some assembly where she was up for some award, and the three of us were sitting in the back, but she wanted to move closer, but her friend didn't. So she started getting all flirty and was all, "C'mon, A, let's go to the front, you'll sit with me so I won't be all alone, right?" I, of course, did not take her up on her offer.
Anyways, he who does not want to be named pointed out that she seems kinda stuck up, and I didn't notice it because I liked the girl. Looking back at it now, I guess she did think highly of herself, despite not even being in the "in" crowd! I remember when my friend Doc started spreading the rumor that she was a lesbian, because in his mind, why else would she not go out with him? Anyways, after he did that, she told the guy she was originally going to prom with (some dude who you knew was totally a fruit but hadn't come out yet) and drags him to class. Now Doc didn't see this, but since I saw everything (who am I, Gossip Girl?), I saw her standing at the doorway of English class before it started, pointing Doc out to the nancy-boy, all "Aren't you gonna do something about it?" and trying to get him to beat Doc up. Her date, being a chicken-fruit, of course did nothing.
I'm still curious if that's why she ended up going to prom with someone else. Of course, her second date wasn't any better, as I've said before, her date left to go to the bathroom and disappeared for most of the dance. Of course, Lana and my date's third friend, her date went off to get high and disappeared also. So as I've often bragged before, it was like having three dates, as I was forced to entertain all three. qv('Alright!') Though thinking about it now, my date was Chinese, Lana was white, and their friend was African-American. And while I'm asian, people often confuse me for hispanic, so its like, what is this, a United Colors of Benneton ad?
Ah, that trip down memory lane curtailed my slow death from ennui, so that's cool.
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Also, referring to that guy as a nancy-boy chicken-fruit? Classy.