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It was the kind of night that we laughed, pretty much whatever happened. February 28, 2008

Posted by Anya in : spontaneous degeneration, smiling is good for you , 1 comment so far

At youth group, of course! 

me:  *is compelled to bash head into something*  *picks up pillow and begins banging head into it*
Alicia (across the room):  *cracks up*
Richard (beside me):  *cracks up*
me:  *decides to set pillow down before anyone else sees what I’m doing*
Mr. K:  “Oh, Anya, sorry.  Did you have something to say?”
me:  *laughing*  *shakes head*
Mr. K:  “Really!  It’s okay!  Go ahead!”
me:  *laughing even harder*  “No, I wasn’t saying anything.”
Samwise:  *puzzled look*
Alicia:  *laughing*
Christine:  “Anya, your face is turning RED.”
me:  “Ask Alicia.  I didn’t have anything to say.”
Alicia:  “No, she didn’t.”  *cracks up*
Samwise:  *gives me a puzzled look*
*we move on*

Mr. K:  “So what if you had to confront someone about something?  How would you do it?”
David:  “Probably text-message.”
everyone:  o_O
Mr. K:  “Um, isn’t that a little impersonal?”

Peter:  *comes in, proudly showing off his eight or so pencils*
me:  “Wow.  I am very proud of you.”  *shakes head*
Richard:  *looks at it*  *shakes head*  “I am not even going to say anything.”
me:  “You took the words right out of my mouth.  I wasn’t going to ask.”
Peter:  *shows the pencils to Miss Dance*
Richard:  “Just don’t say anything!”
her:  “Um… whatever.”

During our lesson, Richard and I heard this loud noise coming from outside the room.  We looked at each other, and then at the door as Miss Dance opened it and stuck her head in.  When she realized that we weren’t done yet, she quickly shut it after looking rather shocked.  As I’m sure you all could guess, Richard and I laughed.  :P

Christine:  “Sam, I got lost driving to your house today!!!”
Samwise:  O_o
me:  “Yes, she started IM’ing me and was like ‘I’m lost!!!’”
Samwise:  “AAAAH!  Turn that off!  Um, Christine, how were you driving to our house?”
me:  “On a map—”
Christine:  “On the weather channel website.  But I GOT LOST!!!!”

me:  “Samwise, how do you think that handprint got on the ceiling?”
Sam:  *looks at it*  “Well, I remember when I was in 7th grade, and we used to have youth group in here, and I’d be in front, and the people in the back would stand on chairs…”
me:  “Um… yeah.  I was here then.  In fact, I was one of the people standing on chairs.”
Sam:  “Oh.  You were?”

Samwise:  “The… um… something principles of the world.”
me:  “The non-acidic!”
Sam:  *laughs*

me:  “You don’t know what six to the seventh power is????  What kind of math/science person are you?”
Sam:  *shrugs and gives up on the problem*

Oh yes, there was also the incident of Lizzie scooping snow off the windowsill to throw at Peter during quiz practice… *evil grin*

Miss Dance:  *gives Peter as hard of a high-five as she possibly can*
Peter:  *doesn’t react*
Miss Dance:  “OWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!”  *begins blowing on her hand*
Sam and I:  *crack up*