So, when you're wheezing in the lungs every morning for a week, getting very cold, feeling mucusy, and generally bleh you probably shouldn't spend for hours dancing like an insane person.
Well, thats only if its not MOE'S SWEET SIXTEEN.
Cause if that's your reason feel free to jam out totally. And even though the DJ got us all to scream '...like a bitch!' in front of a bunch of adults it was still insanely fun. Moe didnt write her speeches so they were.. unique.. ly awful that is. Apparently she does a lot of stuff with everyone. Didn't know she was such a busy girl. Her blue mermaid mini-tutu-dress hybrid was fun to comment on. The food was the kid's menu at any local food place so all of us were EXTREMELY happy. (Again, 16 year-olds are not that sophisticated. Though, we all were in snazzy clothing.) My catch phrase of the night turned into -cough cough cough while dancing- "I'M DYING!!" followed by a bunch of startled faces.
The best part of the night while getting ice cream:
The man serving: "You're Kevin."
Me: (extremely WEIRDED out) "Yeah.."
TMS: " I know your brother."
Me: "OH GOOD. Cause that would've been really creepy if you just knew my name."
TMS: "I actually know your whole family."
Me: "Oh, well that's okay then."
Ahhh, what a super sweet sixteen.
And, since I didn't say it already
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOE!!
KCTW
P.S. I should probably go take my 4th shower in 36 hours and take yet another nap.
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