My lunch table has Dessert Fridays, and that entails one of us bringing dessert. On Friday. Imagine that. This week I'm the baker (first one of the second semester! eeps!), and I'm baking
THIS. I heard really good things about this cake, and I love fudgy chocolate cakes.
For some reason, I have always been obsessed with the cake from Matilda. It is like the holy grail of cakes, even if it WAS made with blood like Trunchbull insinuates. It just looks so. freaking. good. I couldn't really manage to find many pictures of it, but DANG i hope that's how my black magic cake will turn out.
On another note, I really like gossiping. I know, it's utterly shameful, but I really like knowing all about other people! I don't really spread it, except to my bff4l (best friend 4 life, lyke so 7th grade!) Alex. I like hearing it, I like seeing gossipy pictures (like so-and-so over a toilet bowl! oh em gee), I even like watching it on TV (GOSSIP GIRL...even IB students can enjoy guilty pleasures). It makes me feel like such a horrible person, but when I find out really juicy things like who had sex TWICE at a party recently (after said girl just broke up with her cute boyfriend and went on to lose her virginity to this ugly gross guy two weeks later). I know who smokes pot, I know who drinks, and I know who doesn't. I keep it to myself, but it makes me happy to know. I mean, I eavesdrop on conversations all the time. If you're popular and talking about a party you had over the weekend right next to me while I'm "doing my homework," chances are I'm listening to you. Ouch, that really sucks that your parents grounded you because they caught you drunk!Too bad I'm really upset that I've never been to a REAL "high school party." Just 'get-togethers' where no one gets drunk. I kind of want to experience it, you know?
That picture is really rather heinous (SUCH a 90's valley girl word!!)...they are all airbrushed to within an inch of their lives!! The guys especially...is that really the gorgeous Penn Badgley in the middle, looking like some 90's teen movie heartthrob? Ed Westwick looks like a cartoon. And did they grab that cheesy Chace Crawford off of a romance novel cover? Not to mention that these season one pairings are totally off. Whatever, I'm getting sidetracked; from what, I'm not sure.
School sucked muchly...my schedule is really crap now: I didn't get put in Independent Study Photography and am in a freaking study hall instead...second period! So I have euro first...which is NOT GOOD. Ian, Daniel & Crew (he wrote this article bashing "indie kids" in the school newspaper...did you know urban outfitters is traded on the NASDAQ?!!? heaven forbid!! i am far too indie to shop there now!!! that damn nasdaq! and I am incapable of finding any new music without iTunes Genius just because I wear a scarf...in the wintertime....)--it's not exactly what I'd hoped. I'd really rather bask in the gloriousness of the class and be crazy about World War I without worrying about Ian obsessing over the same stuff I do (he already stole Bones, I'm not going to let him take the battle of the Somme and the October Revolution from me too). And then, third period I went to Spanish (with stupid Trevor and Michael and Antonio!) instead of PreCal with Claire and Eli like I should have. Instead, I had PreCal 9th period; lots of my friends, but horrible teacher and, most importantly, IT'S TOO LATE TO DO MY ENGLISH HOMEWORK. So now I have to do that AT HOME. Bitches and hoes. My study hall scared me, actually...it's not a place for a lost little IB girl like me! And if I have to keep it, I'm freaking being a student helper for Mr. Panzer; he said he'd let me go do photography, AND I can talk literature with him while drinking tea.
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