I Suck At Texting

A couple nights ago around 10:30 I was sitting in my bed relaxing after a long day, and emailing one of my friends. After a few minutes my phone started buzzing, creating a racket by vibrating my nightstand and lighting up red, altering me of the incoming message. I wearily picked up my phone and opened it up, ready to send a brusque message to the whoever bothered me. But once I saw who it was from, I nearly dropped my phone. The message was from a boy who I had had a crush on in middle school, but I had not been talking to him as much recently. I was a little disconcerted, and what made me even more confused was that it was a picture message.

I closed my eyes tight and clicked the 'okay' button so I could read the text. In little black letters across my screen were the words "Where does the probe come out?".

Where Does The Probe Come Out?

This is what I get for having a cell phone with texting enabled. I had absolutely no idea why my former crush was sending me text messages about probing, and I sat there with my mouth gaping open. My eyes popped out of my head and I threw my phone down on my bed. I was utterly and totally confused. Then I saw that the picture was of our Biology lab about frog anatomy, and the probe was sticking out of one of the frog's body parts. Nervously, I sent him a text message telling him that no, I do not know where the probe comes out, and I am sorry that I couldn't be of assistance. After that I just sat in my bed for a minute, trying to pretend like that didn't traumatize me. I suppose at this point it'd be helpful to clue you all in on the fact that I am utterly afraid that if there is ever an alien apocalypse an anal probe will be used on me. Sorry if that was TMI, but I feel like it  is an important part of this story.

Soon afterwords I turned off my phone and went to bed. I am still working to forget about that night, but so far that hasn't really been able to happen. I need closure on this, but I have no idea what to do. Any advice?

DAT UPD8

I'm really sorry to any of my non-Homestuck reader blog followers, but this post is 100% necessary. Warning: Spoilers

THE UPDATE. LAST NIGHT. WHAT THE HECK.

I can't help but wonder why in the world Gamzee and John kissed. Like, what the heck was the motive behind that? God, Hussie is just killing all of the JohnxDave shippers right now. Okay, I can't really write about this anymore so here's this picture

HSDGJ:SDG:DGHS:IUHSDGIUHSEIOG

I also made this picture my blog background today because I feel like it's imperative that I use it as a background, despite the fact that it drives me crazy. 

Goodbye, I think I'm going to go curl up in a ball now. 

EDIT: Okay, I think I've calmed down now. Sorry this post was so crappy but I can't write about this yet... it's too soon. 

EDIT #2: I am going to try to write more about this now... 

Another reason this is so upsetting is that last night after I got out of the shower I was planning on actually doing homework. It was around nine o clock at night so there wasn't really a point, but I was going to try nonetheless. Wait, I thought, I should check my email before I start studying. This was the first of a chain of big mistakes made last night. As I logged onto Yahoo last night I saw that I had an email. I clicked on the little envelope icon, excited to see what awaited me. When I saw that it was an update notification I nearly screamed. Then I hopped on over to MSPA to check out the latest flash. Immediately after I was done watching it I screamed a little bit and then logged into tumblr to see just how messed up everything on there was. I spent the next hour and a half browsing new JohnxGamzee artwork and rewatching the update. Before I knew it, it was eleven o clock, and I went to sleep. For reasons unknown still, I had a dream about Tavros dressed as a baby. Yeah, I'm confused too. 

Next Food Network Star

Note: I pulled this one out of the vault (more commonly referred to as my 'drafts' folder) and I finished it. Since I wrote it on Monday of this week, each time I refer to last night I am talking about Sunday :3

I really need to stop watching television. Even though I rarely use the 'poor reality television show choices' post tag, I'm going to have to pull it out again today.

For the past four or so years, each Sunday night starting in May, my mother and I tune into the 'Next Food Network Star' competition. In years past it has proven to be a nice distraction from homework, and in the middle of summer it gives me something to do when thunderstorms keep me inside. The problem is that this year, they've changed the rules. Before there were 15 or so contestants, and three judges, and each week there was a challenge, one would get axed, etc.

Now, though, there's teams. Each team has five members (one is a group of four now after the elimination last night). There is a team leader for each team who acts as a mentor of sorts to the contestants. After the challenge each week, the judges (there's only two now) choose a winning team, and all of those people are immune for that week. From the two remaining teams the judges choose the weakest member on each, and they have a cook off. From there the judges choose a winner, and who is sent home. Even though I've only seen one episode, I'm guessing that's how it'll be each week. Don't get me wrong, here, I don't mind change that much, it's just that I really liked the way the show was set up before.

Another thing that really bothers me, no matter what television show I watch, is that before I really get to know the contestants, whenever one of them makes a mistake, it's unbearable for me. It's just so...awkward. Last night I literally had to leave the room when one of the guys forgot to pick up one of the ingredients he needed at the grocery store. It's also really awkward for me when I'm trying to watch them compete in front of the camera when they have their video challenges. I swear to god I almost had an aneurysm last night from how stressed out I got trying to watch that show.

Also, I have a theory that Bobby Flay's team is going to win. Just hear me out: One of the remaining judges is Susie  Fogelson, and from her behavior last season, I have every reason to believe that she is going to favor Team Bobby. Just go look back at every episode from the last season of "Next Food Network Star" and tell me she isn't flirting with him, her fellow judge, the whole entire time. She got a choice seat next to Mr.Flay at the judges table, and you could totally see she was enjoying it. Just look at her in this picture:

Honey, he's not even looking at you. 

Seriously, I need to lay off reality t.v. for awhile, before it kills me.

JakeDirk Monday

Who needs Haikus on Mondays when you have my OTP?

Baby, Won't You Be My Girl?

Today started with some very inauspicious events. It all started because I slept through my alarm, and my mom had to come into my room and wake me up (I am going to blame day-light savings time for this). Things managed to go fine from then on until I was walking into school, and I threw up a little bit in my mouth. Grossed out? Yeah, I was too. I thought, "Well, I guess that's just the sort of day it's going to be," but then another little voice in my head went, "No, not on my watch! Go kick some High School Butt!" I have decided to listen to the second voice, thankfully, so I am going to have a fabulous day.

The other subject I want to elaborate on this morning is Foods class. Now, for any of you readers who have been in high school, you've probably had to take some form of a Home Ec class. At my school they have Human Behavior, Child Development, Fashion, and you guessed it- Foods. I am in Foods 1, which is probably the easiest class I have ever taken in my entire life. The only way the class could be hard is if someone had virtually no kitchen experience whatsoever. And, based on who I've had to cook with, that would be about 1/3 of the class.

I'm not kidding here, people. I had to be in a group with kids who didn't know how to wash dishes. Don't ask how someone can mess that up. It's common sense right? Wrong. I won't go any deeper than that.

Since we change groups of four every two weeks or so, I've had the chance to work with just about everyone in my class. Because I don't have any friends in my Foods class, I mostly just keep to myself. I didn't think that anyone else really paid attention to me, until one day about two or so weeks ago. The following dialogue took place:

Random Boy: Hey, is M's(I won't mention names) girl here?
Random Girl: Points at me.
Random Boy: No, no. Use your eyes.
Random Girl: Whips her head around to look at me. 
Me: Uh...
Random Girl: Don't worry, it's not a bad thing!

To this I responded eloquently with a "WTF", but I gathered no further information except that I am someone's "girl". Since I have never been someone's girl before, I am not sure how to deal with this situation. What weirds me out even more is that the boy who seemingly likes me is one of the bad dish washers. This is so surprising because I actually told him he wasn't washing dishes correctly, and that he needed to refill the sink on the side with the garbage disposal. Apparently he didn't mind this. My friend suggested that perhaps he likes my assertiveness. I am not entirely sure that's it. Every Foods class since then those kids have alluded to the fact that the one bad dishwasher has a little thing for me.

I hope I can update with more information about this. I have Foods first period today, and since it's homeroom right now, I have about fifteen minutes to mentally prepare myself for whatever I'm going to have to face. Wish me luck!