Lemons And Sparkly Glitter

When life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Or as I like to say, make apple juice and let the world wonder how.

The other day, I sent my friend, who now lives in another freaking state, a letter. I’m waiting for his call (since he refuses to write me back, the jerk), and the yelling that will go along with it. Why? Well, when thousands of Twilight fangirls bombard him, I have a feeling that he will not exactly be singing my praises. Yes, yes that’s right: I filled the entire envelope with sparkly glitter, sparkly face glitter to be precise. If you have never been a girl, seven, or gay, who may not know that sparkly face glitter does not come off. Ever.

So, I await his angry phone call with glee. And maniacal laughter.

I am in BCIS class right now, and it is insanely boring. I have some pretty awesome friends in my class, but right now, no one is really talking. Maybe because I’m being rude and typing, ay? There are two guys sitting next to me, and dear GOD, they are annoying. But whatevz, they’re boys, they can’t help it. Laugh like a llama.

Well, tomorrow is my first day of finals and the last day I ever have to listen to my dreaded English teacher. She is terrible, but yet at the same time I can’t feel but that she is misunderstood. I say that now because the end to my life in her class is almost over. But Christmas, though I truly did not want to, I went ahead and gave her a small gift, like I did for all of my teachers. Hey, that’s what Christmas is: putting aside your differences for the glory of God. But when I gave it to her, she almost looked like she was crying, and she hugged me. Granted, the whole thing was a little freaky for me. But I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her, if only in that moment, because I knew that not many of her students would give her something. She can be the devil incardinate.

So, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade. Or apple juice, and let the world wonder how.