Stalkers...

This is dedicated to a really good friend of mine. :)

Today was a strange day. It started out like any normal day... sorta. I slept in till about 930 waiting for something to encourage me out of bed, but nothing did so I sat there for another 30 minutes just pondering. Well I had only one class to attend today bc my chemistry class was canceled. But unfortunately I just didn't feel like attending my english class when my teacher pauses between every sentence for about 5 minutes and because whats the point of driving for 30 minutes to a 50 minute class to just drive home again? It was really ridiculous and I was about to just ditch altogether when the words ran through my head... "Don't ditch. Ditching is BAD!" So of course I felt compelled to go anyway.

I headed to school feeling like it was going to be a bad day. I got to the parking lot and found the perfect parking spot! (which never happens) but I still knew it would be a bad day. So i went on sulking and ran into my cousin. She had a big smile on her face and I rarely ever see her, but I just Knew it was going to be a bad day so I stayed dismal. Then I walked into my dratted class and sat down next to people who actually talked to me. What a shame today was a bad day. Now I can't enjoy it. Well my teacher went on his empty discussion and I knew the answers to all his minimal questions... bad day. So he told us to all write a letter to our friends. A fun activity and easily diverting but today was Destined to be a bad day! So I continued my bad mood as I walked out of the class 2 minutes early and headed to my car. AHA! It was a bad day.I generally checked my car three times to make sure I never left my keys. But today because it was destined to be bad I had forgot to check and sure enough I had left my keys in the car and locked the doors too. Oh man! so much for a fun day. My mom had to drive out to ASU to give me the back up keys, so I had to wait for a half an hour in the Institute building. ugh. Well thats when i spotted it. 4 Boys all sitting at different tables and they were staring! Scary! So I sat down at a table hoping not to be noticed... um too late. A few guys walked past giving me "the look" apparently of approval. I quickly tried to text friends and make my face look as uninterested as I could. Well half an hour passed and no sign of my mom. The Institute started locking up so we were told to go outside. I moved to the outside bench fast putting my stuff around me so that no one could sit right next to me. For a few minutes no one showed up, then The guy came out. He was about 21 and a half and a bit shy. He sat on the bench next to mine and started asking me questions about what I was doing. What is this guy thinking? can't he tell I'm trying to seclude myself? I just want peace and quiet! I don't like boys! AAGH! Run away! But it was too late. He was already smiling his big toothy smile and said "Hey I gotta go now kiddo! It was awesome talking to you! Hope to see you again soon! Bye." I don't want to see him again. I just wanna see my mom. I looked around frantically. There she was 25 feet away. I dashed toward her and jumped up to her window. "Hi mom! got the key? Hey thanks!" Finally safe at last! So much for my not so good... very bad day. I left and headed home.

*This writing is completely full of Exagerated and Sarcastic stuff, and No returned missionaries do not scare me!*

My dad and his companion on their mission!