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So, I got really bored, so I decided to take pictures with my and my new hair! omg!
I got so many complements. When I cut my hair my self and it wasn't even this short, I got fewer remarks. I only got called a dyke twice, and one of them wasn't even meant as an insult (anything said by Mike P. can not be taken to heart).
Awesome!
In class, we started Mock Trial. I was a witness. I was Ms. Giangi, the defendant's 1st period science teacher. It was my duty to say that the defendant was not doing well in school and that he may be involed with drugs due to his behavior in class and the way he smells of something like a cigarrete but not likely. We're aiming for Mary-Jane, but we'll take any drug we can get. . . . Remember, Marijuana is a gateway drug. . . .
It was funny, because on cross, the lawyer thought she would be slick and say, "I am going to ask you some questions and I would love for you to answer either yes or no, are you capable of doing that?"
"If I can. . . . "
So, the time comes up where I am not cooperating, and she is like, "I asked you if you were capable of answering in either yes or no and you testified--"
"--I said if I could."
IT WAS SEXY!
heehee
I love mock trials! |
