Okay, I definitely have the "Emcee Syndrome." All during second period (French class), all I could think about was Raul. We had a fire drill and as we were walking outside I did this wierd kind of skip thing and I was grinning like an IDIOT. My friend asked me what was up and I just said "I'm just thinking about...Broadway. It makes me happy." I am seriously contemplating thinking about him during Senior portraits tomorrow, because I can NEVER smile for pictures. Maybe it will work...
I had a scary experience earlier today, so I have to share because I'm still a bit shaky. We were eating dinner and I was eating my soup. Somehow, a square piece of plastic about the size of a quarter (a bit smaller) got in my soup and I swallowed it. Well, I tried to swallow it, but couldn't, and it was stuck in my throat and I couldn't get it out. I wasn't "choking," because I could still kind of breathe, but I could not swallow. I was like that for what felt like forever, but I think it was only about 1-2 minutes. I kept coughing and I kind of poked my throat and it FINALLY came out. It was REALLY scary, because it's the closest I've ever come to choking.
That may have been too much information...
"Blow out the candles, Robert, and make a wish. Want something. Want something."
Wishes come true, not free.