Sunday, March 7, 2010

hannah told me to

this is my blog entry. because hannah says im better at describing "epicness" than she is. so here it goes.

Winthrop burned to the ground.
not really. but kind of. ish.
owens was on fire. which is connected to bancroft that is connected to kinard. so all classes were cancelled.

ill start when we got to campus. hannah, rebecca (SHOUTOUT!), and i were driving along (*pitter patter...driving noises*) and rolled up on wu campus. the sky around wu was like a thick blanket of black smog and death. we could feel it in the air.
so naturally we drove around to see what was going on.

possibilities that ran through my head:
-DEMENTORS and the DARK LORD HAS RETURNED!
-magiccccccc
-it was snowing.....black.
-a train blew up at wu
-a bunch of cats have died.

sadly, none of these possibilities were correct. shay texted hannah and i and we found out that OWENS HALL WAS ON FIRE!
so we called up our dear dear sweet friend lacey and asked her if we could go to her room, for she lives in margaret nance. lacey said we could, so we pulled up the the nance (yeah, legit. the nance.)

please note, hannah, rebecca, and i were on our way home from phillip's dads funeral. therefore, we were dressed in funeral clothing. painful high heels that are impossible to walk swiftly in and all.

anyways, hannah, rebecca, lacey, and i are chillen in the nance watching the fire with like 7 thousand other random girls. minus the thousand part. so like 7.

*note to self...talk about my own thank you speech via academy awards*

moving on. we watched that, laughed, cried, giggled, breathed, and took pictures. it was awesome. then h, r, and i migrated downstairs, got back in my car, and did a driveby. because we are creepers. and we're darn good at it. so then we pull around to the other side of owens and decide to get out and chill with some people standing by. we trek over (note i am in 50 inch heels at this point that are one size too small. yeah. yeah.) where we stand and watch the firefighters at work.

this is where it gets epic. This big guy in a firefighter outfit randomly showed up on the roof with an axe and a face of determination. then, another big guy in a firefighter outfit...now that i think about it....it could be their outfits that made them big...im not sure...oh well...shows up and pulls a CHAINSAW OUT HIS BUTT. maybe not his butt. but he randomly had it around his booty-al area. then they start choppin up the roof and chainsawing the snot out of it. it was pretty epic. i thought they were going to fall. and the fire just got bigger. so that was no help. obviously, trying to intimidate the fire with large pain-inflicting objects was not the best idea they've had.

people started falling out of windows, screaming about their lives and puppies. cats were meowing and scratching in the window sills. it was really a sad sight to see. one fireman fell down the stairs. bruised his face. it happens. at least it got classes cancelled for tomorrow.

at that time i had to leave so i did not get to continue watching. i did find out later, however, that h, r, and i were on a video on wu's website. it was a video of us watching the fire. you think youve been creeped upon? yeah. yeah. look at our situation.

so that was the epic wu fire. i have pictures. theyll be on fb later.


now onto the real business.
the following is my acceptance speech for my oscar/academy award. this is exactly how my speech would go, no joke:

achem,
oh my gosh i had no idea i was going to win, im totally unprepared! *pulls out a roll of toilet paper....filled with WORDS*
achem hem hem. ill start with Jesus. thank you for dying up on the cross for me, man. youre awesome.
id like to thank my parents, jeff and rhonda, for having sex that one time (no thanks are given for any times other than that) to which led to my amazing birth.
props out to my grandparents for birthing my parents.
now onto more serious things.
thank you, kindergarden teacher, for not making me take naps and letting me be the free, wild bird that we all know i am.
thank you, to my second grade teacher--i remember that time when i was mad because you pulled my card from a green to a blue because i was scratching a girl. thank you for that discipline, i know i was pissed at the time, but im thankful im not a mad scratching psycho now. all because of you.
third grade teacher--thank you for passing me.
fourth grade teacher--you were black. thank you for making my life diverse (finally!)
and so on an so fourth.
i would like to thank my best friend for living with me and not getting annoyed by all the quirky, awesome things that make me as amazing as i am. thank oyu also for always telling me im pretty.
id like to thank my bed, for helping me be well rested every night.
id like to thank the moon for coming up in the evening. and thank you to the sun for giving me a nice tan. you and i, we're biffl's, sun.
thank you sweet boyfriend for loving me, even though my awesomeness can be overwhleming. i understand. because im awesome.
thank you scooby doo, rugrats, barney, and morgan freeman. you shaped me to be who i am.
thank all of you for listening to this speech and for loving me. i promise i wont sell this award online for less than 50,000 dollars. russell, OUT (like ryan seacrest bahahahaha. epic.)

that was inspired by the academy awards. which hannah is making me watch. i feel as though this blog post is long enough now. till next time.