Pinch Me, I Must Be Irish.

Guess what?
IT’S ST. PATRICK’S DAY.

Don’t you feel terrible for any poor sap not wearing green? They’re walking into school, minding their own little business, mentally preparing themselves for their school day, meditating upon their breakfast cereal (or lack thereof). Then, suddenly, out of nowhere, a monster wearing entirely green jumps out from behind a corner! It sprints toward the unsuspecting non-green-wearer and attacks, using only its index finger and thumb! But this is no ordinary pincher. This is the person that wore even green underwear and has just been waiting behind that pillar over there for ONE person to not wear green. These are the people who pinch you RIGHT WHEN THEY SEE YOU, before you can lift up your sleeve and tell them “I’M WEARING A GREEN BRACELET, DAMN YOU!”

Then, there are the cheaters. Usually, they forget to wear green, and to avoid being pinched, they come up with some kind of substitute.

Option 1: Draw a clover on your hand with green Sharpie. Perfect.
Option 2: “Touch me and you die.”

Option 2 seems to be very popular today.

Guess what else?
I’m blogging in school again. I feel like such a rebel. But we’re in the computer lab and I did my work already and I don’t know what else to do and I hide it very well…I PROMISE. I’M NOT A BAD PERSON. MY TWO SHOES ARE GOODY.

I get spacers today. I feel young when I say that (granted, I AM young). You pass all these blogs about people and their children and THEIR spacers, and I’m getting them myself. I like to tell people just to see their reaction…they usually make some sort of face and tell me how much they’re going to hurt.

But my mother usually gets us ice cream when we get spacers.

ICE CREAM

Love
Love
Love
Samm

Song Quote Of Note: “We’re not all the same.”
Title: What A Shame.
Artist: Shinedown.