Today, after a long day at school and then work, I was worrying that I had nothing to write about, especially after yesterday's emotional implosion.
Then I remembered it was Tuesday, and all was again right with the world. Time for another Time Capsule Tuesday, ladies and gents.
Out of the 775 photos tagged of me in Facebook (I know, what a jump from last week...prom, what can I say?) Random.org selected photo number...
83. And the eighty-third photo on my Facebook profile is...
Oh my God. Okay, sorry, wait a minute while I die laughing. This was the greatest day ever.
It was right after we finally wrapped up the Multicultural Fair and were on our way to fifth period, aka French IV, aka the biggest hot tranny mess on the planet. I'm pretty sure there's 2 straight guys in our entire class.
My bestie forever Austin is probably the gayest person you'll ever meet, and when we needed to pitstop at the bathroom, didn't think twice about coming in with us. He couldn't just wait for us outside. He spent the entire time marvelling at how much cleaner and larger the girls' restroom was compared to the boys (which must be really gross considering the state of ours) and this picture pretty much captures the hilarity that was him "exploring" our bathroom. He then proceeded to leave his textbooks on the floor and raise his hand in class to ask if he could get his books from "le toilette des filles", which didn't really sit well with our teacher.
So, Austin? Henri Super-Vedette? Wave your tranny flag high. You stand for all things amazing and all things gay and I love it and I love you. I love you drying your hands in this picture. I love how gross my hair looks. I love...in general.
love,
me.


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