Haley will win Best Dressed

Hello girls it is Friday  Thursday :)

I have the craziest sense of… fashion sense? style? 

               Normal people my age wear denim colored skinny jeans, with nice little cardigan sweaters, and big fluffy boots, or whatever.  I don't pay much attention to them.  I am however known as the "pants chick."  My name is known throughout the school as the girl with the colorful clothing. Everyone says that I'm a shoe in for Best Dressed in the year book next year. ;)

               I'll tell you a story of something that happened in Band, Monday to show you just how crazy I am about style. Okay, for the past week or so we have put away our instruments and watched movies.  First WALL-E and then the Iron Giant.  A few of my friends and I however decided to help organize the back room of my all so messy band room that hasn't been cleaned in roughly 15 years. My band teacher is rather cool (because he used to be in a band and so he is pretty laid back) and so he let us go through everything, and didn't really care what we did with it because it was all crap any way. Throughout the day on Monday he heard me say that I was Lady Gaga, he threw a sock at the back of some idiot boy's head, and he hid from the counselor. My friend Cassidy and I love the back room of the band room.  It has clothes from people who went home naked?  (we have no idea how the clothes got there, but they are there)  I got *cough* stole *cough* a sweatshirt that says "B#" on it. J  The decal isn't even centered, and the sweatshirt is huge.  It makes whoever wears it look like a slob. I still love it though.

               

              Also, I thought that I should tell you how I stole it from the band room, because then this will be an educational video and the fact that I stole it will be forgiven.  The band teacher told us to go put it in the Lost and Found even though it had been in there about 10  years.  On the way to the Lost and Found Cassidy was all "We're stealing this sweat shirt aren't we?"  And I just nodded like it was an everyday thing. Of course, with Cassidy and I it is, because things like that happen all the time.

              

               None of my clothes ever match.  The hoodie that I usually wear is a green and gray/white striped one that is a Slytherin hoodie. And my pants range from basic black to "pants on acid," as my friend called them.   My socks are always knee highs that go up to my upper thigh, and they never match either.

              

               Once my school counselor asked me if I wore the clothes I do for attention.  She said that the clothes someone wore reflected their personality.  I told her that if anyone had the personality of my clothes they should A) be locked up in an asylum or B) get shot in the head.  Needless to say, I got a meeting with her for that comment.  Maybe I should learn to keep my mouth shut?  The golden rule is shut up isn't it?  J Bad things happen to those who don't keep their mouths shut.

Here are my insane/acid pants

Here is me in my amazing B# sweatshirt

Hannah, I will read you tomorrow.

Quote:  Josh: "And then all these people started coming out from Iceland, and they all looked like Bjork! All of them looked like Bjork! There were tall Bjorks, small Bjorks and they were all speaking her language, which isn't really a language. It's just kind of noises."
Alex: "Surely that's not racist."
Josh: "It's not racist, they're white."

Listening to: "Here Comes My Baby" covered by Sons of Admirals

Currently Reading: The Davinci Code by Dan Brown