I had a very interesting conversation at the college yesterday. It was amusing. But I really don't feel like writing it all out. But you should talk to Wayne about dragons. You really should. Don't know Wayne? TOO BAD!! TALK TO HIM ANYWAY!
*ahem*
I so want another session of Coffee Questions. I need an excuse to go for coffee. I'll have one on Friday (am meeting w/ Logan to talk about logic and that sort of thing. Yay!), but I want coffee now!!
Now, you might say "Shell, just go get coffee after you get off work." But it doesn't really work that way this month. You see...if you look back, I believe that I told you all about my speeding ticket when Mariha, Amanda, Sean, Justin and I went to go see a movie. Now. We (of course, the final decision was mine. But we agreed on it. Except maybe Amanda.) decided that I would just pay the ticket and get it over with, no need to worry mom and dad and make them upset. So I'll just pay it and be done with it. Except that they found out and...
I totally can't drive for a month. Dec. 4th is the end of my sentance.
They were not only mad that I got a ticket, but mostly mad that I didn't tell them about it. Then they were extra mad at me in general because they went and saw the play and were mad about that and bla bla bla...
We had a big huge talk last night in which they said that they totally couldn't trust me anymore and they were questioning if I was going where I said I was going and all that jazz. I was like "Your kidding, right?" And they totally weren't. So I said this...
"You know what, this is pathetic. I am one of the goodest kids I know. I don't drink, I don't smoke, I don't do drugs, I don't sleep around. I think that I've ever only gone someplace other than I said I was going, once. And I was so freaked out that you guys would find out that I left. I don't see how one thing happening, that was not even lying to you, that was an incedent that occured, could ever make you question if I'm lying to you about where I go and what I do. I am not going to tell you everything. Maybe I should have told you about the ticket, But I don't see how you can not trust me simply because I did not tell you about something that I knew I could handle."
Or something to that effect.
And then the subject abruptly changed. Too the play. And how they were disspointed that I would take a role like that. And we sure as dickens didn't see eye to eye on that subject. It was interesting.
The original sentance was an entire month of absolute grounding from everything. Otherwise translated as Death. But we took that down to, no access to the vehicle, instead, mom has to take me to work (I've been late everyday ever since this grounding went into effect) and my friends have to take me to anyplace else I wanna go. Which means they may very well find out very soon about the Coffee Question guys and I being friends. Then the whole honestly issue will come up again.
Except. I have a good reason for not talking about being friends with the Coffee guys. Someone told them that I was interested in dating Sean (which I'm not [at the moment {maybe someday but right now its a really weird idea (no, really weird idea)}]) (betcha never have seen that many of those, have you?) and we're just friends and sorta hang out and of course have the Coffee Questions), and mom freaked out on me and was like "There are better guys and he would only be interested in the one thing." Oooo...the one thing. ANYTHING BUT THE ONE THING!!!
The next time someone mentions the one thing, I'm just gonna ask them exactly what the one thing is. Because the only people who say that are people who just can't come straight out and say sex. They are pansies. And they make me want to laugh. Loudly. And long. Hehehehe....(like that) (but with pointing involved).
Anyways. I gotta go.
Later
-Shell
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
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yea! i'm the goodest kid i know too.
dude - i was on lockdown for six or eight months - no phone, cell, tv, computer [typewritter], ANYTHING. got a ride to school and back and to work and back. those nazis.
what was so bad about your role?
My character was *ahem* 'a loose woman'. *starts to snigger, then stops herself and continues* I didn't dress like a slut or anything, I just let everyone know that I didn't care about sleeping with anyone to get where I wanted to be in life.
Mum and Dad don't see the fact that you are not yourself on stage. Just because you play a slut, or a child beater, or a drunk or whatever, on stage, does not mean that you are that offstage.
So yeah. Vedy odd. They are the only people who seem to take the opinion. Even my grandparents who are totally more...I dunno...strick then mum and dad are, realize that just because I play a slut does not mean I am wrecking my reputation.
*bows* I shall now leave my soap-box. Hehehe...
-Shell
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