Bitch in a Uniform

Today is St. Patrick's day. You know what that means? It's ignoring personal space day. This lead up to a number of 2 Panic attacks within 30 minutes of each other. Lame I know.

As this move to DC approaches I find myself remembering every little bit of the East Coast trip I went on in 8th grade.

Take for instance when we went to the Hard Rock Cafe In NYC for dinner and started dancing quite obnoxiously to "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" By The Darkness. On the table. (The Teachers didn't find out cause they were on the first floor while my friends and I were seated on the second.)

And who could forget when the tour guide thought I boy when we were on the Lexington and Concord tour. Classic.

Every night of the trip my friends and I would prank call this guy we all had a major crush on. Every call we told him we were this one girl that we could not stand. I regret nothing.

We ended the trip with a mini-dance in a boat that sailed down the Potomac River. And showed those Midwestern teenagers we shared it with how the kids from "The Springs" get down.

OH! I just remembered the flight over. I had to sit next to one of the teachers cause we were seated in alphabetical order. And jus as we were about to take off he turns to me and says "Don't talk to me. At all. Not for any reason. During this entire flight." I didn't realize until I was in high school that he was joking and just trying to make small talk.

Sophie

P.S. Who else is excited for the movie KICK-ASS? I don't know about you but this definitely looks like a must see. Though I'm kinda bumped that the lead Aaron Johnson the guy playing KICK-ASS, who by the way is only 19 (like yours truly), knocked up his girl friend (who directed Nowhere Boy, in which he starred in as a young John Lennon) who just happens to be 42. WTF MATE? My mother is only a year older then this women. I see something really wrong with this.