glory to the little people
wednesday, february 16

"i wrote these words for everyone
who struggles in their youth
who won't accept deception
instead of what is truth
it seems we lose the game,
before we even start to play
who made these rules?
we're so confused
easily led astray
everything is everything"
 --lauryn hill, everything is everything

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my bus driver is the best bus driver in the whole wide woooorld. i thought you should know. she is also fabulous at embarrassing me in front of a bus-load of passengers. how? it's easy, and she's done it several times this week already. see, she gets antsy when i don't sit up in front and talk with her. of course, it's not always my choice where to sit, and repeatedly i've ended up in the back of the bus. she's fine for half an hour or so. and then.

[internal PA system switches on.]
"hey jennie. jennie! guess what!"

this is where i have to shout back through the bus: "what?" and zoom. all eyes on me. and so a conversation ensues between microphone teresa and shouting white girl in the back jennie. i'm used to it now, but still. it's okay though. i like it. it's like i get to pretend i'm a VIP for once. it's also fun to watch the confusion among the passengers when the bus driver's voice comes booming out of the speaker's. mwa ha ha.

further evidence that my bus driver is the best bus driver in the world: i have to get to the social security office tomorrow and apply for a social security number. yey... anyhow. the office is located -extremely- inconvenient for us foot-people. i would ask gene to drive me, but his classes last till 3 pm and i must be there before 4, so that's out. and then. my bus driver offered to give me a ride! in her car! on her spare time! how cool is that? also, i never ever have to ring the bell to get off. she just knows.

see. i told you. the world's bestest bus-driver. mwa ha. (i also have the bestest school janitor in the world - when i missed my buses last night he unlocked an office so i could use the phone instead of having to pay money to a public phone. coooool like a swimming pool or what??)

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HOW TO NOT HIT ON JENNIE:

  • never utter statements similar to the following:
      "stupid late bus. now it'll be too late to work out."
      "i think i'll make me a tuna sandwhich for dinner."
      "i have the tv on all the time but i never watch it. it's usually on when i'm working out."

    statements like these will a) make jennie cringe and b) force jennie to have to think of a good way to make you shut up and remove yourself from her vicinity. yesterday's response was to simply say: "damn... i should be home watching dawson's creek!"

    and today a stupid boy introduced himself to me and i had to shake his hand and uuuuuuugh. physical contact is freaky enough to me, i don't need strangers grabbing my hand ughhhhh!

    okay, now i'm just being a nut.

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    and here i am, stuck at the school news paper office working on that ever elusive website. what was i thinking volunteering to stay late tonight? it's 7.40 p.m. and i'm STUCK STUCK STUCK.

    REASONS TO BE CRINGY:

    a) ER is on
    b) i'm hungry as all fuck and all i've had to eat were two banananas
    c) my prof. can't drive me home until after he judges a speech contest, and he doesn't even know how long it'll take
    d) i have a presentation for tomorrow that i haven't looked on yet
    e) i have to get my paperwork together for work permit and social security tomorrow
    f) i have to gather up and sell cd's tomorrow afternoon so i can maybe afford to
    g) go to a club with gene (and jessica, i think) tomorrow night.

    blah. bananas. 

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