TGIF

We have made it through a week of high school. Go us. Haha. So, we're going to recap our eventful little freshman lives for you. Okay. Go.

Pretty Princess Unicorn Claire:
     High school sucks. No, totally kidding. Radiate them positive vibes. But, seriously guys, it's been weird. W-E-I-R-D. Completely different. You know when crazy aliens kidnap you and take you to their home planet where you don't know the language and the suspicious food and everything is COMPLETELY FOREIGN? Oh, that's never happened to you before? (Awkward.) Well, haha, that's how high school is for me. But it's fun. Block schedules and cell phone usage and no dress code (except for the unspoken one that is 'don't be naked') and big lockers and HIGH SCHOOL BOYS. Except Lynbrook is not a private school so you don't get a pre-sent list of supplies, and instead on the first day all the teachers give you their own personal lists and then you go to Office Max/Staples and the line reminds you of Disneyland on the weekends and NOTHING IS IN STOCK.
    I'm taking beginning drama as an elective though. And I feel totally in my element. And I might audition for the fall play. Which is called 'Almost, Maine.' It's basically 9 scenes about relationships and couples and love problems. I'm excited. My first play. And my voice teacher gave me this ginormous set of monologues to use, but then I found out we don't need one to audition. It's all good though. Monologues are good reading material.

Pretty Princess Aly:
      I don't like school. It's boring. That's all I have to say. Bye now.


      No, Im kidding. But school really is boring. I'm gonna write one sentence letters to all of my teachers. Readddyyy, GO! Dear Spanish teacher, you're stories are funny, but writing a one page essay about a quote has nothing to do with Spanish. Dear Lit/Writ teacher, I don't know how I feel about you yet, but since you were a cheerleader, I think we're gonna be friends. Dear 3D Design teacher, I am not a creative person and I need instructions that I do not have to interpret on my own. Dear Biology teacher, I don't want to observe a spider web with a live spider in it. Dear P.E. teacher, PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME SWIM ON MONDAY! Dear Geometry teacher, I KNOW WHAT ANGLES ARE! So now you people know how I feel about my teachers. Anyway, the first school dance is tonight. #FREAKING! lolololol okay sorry. Claire has influenced me to believe that freaking is really hilarious. And now I'm probably going to laugh when I see people freaking. I am literally imagining people freaking and me bursting out laughing. Great. Aly's new title = Freaky Freshman. Lol omg I just came up with that on the spot.
      So on a totally different note, I'm reading this book at the moment. Well, not literally at the moment because I'm typing right now but like I've been reading it. Anyway, It's called An Abundance of Katherines. SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!!!!: "Not Katies or Kats or Kitties or Cathys or Rynns or Trinas or Kays or Kates or, God forbid, Catherines. K-A-T-H-E-R-I-N-E-S."SPOILER ALERT OVER. Claire just hit her head on her bed. I worry about her. A lot. And she just threw her phone at me and almost killed me. OUR FRIEND'S FAMILY'S RESTAURANT IS CLOSING IN TWO DAYS AND THIS MAKES US VERY SAD BECAUSE THEIR FOOD IS SO DELICIOUS SO WE ARE GOING TO EAT THERE BEFORE THE DANCE AND SAVOR VERY LAST BIT!
Adios, amigos!


Love,
The Cheerleader and The Stage Hipster