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She’s baaaack!
December 23, 2009

Yeah, yeah, I know. I’ve been gone a while (again), but I have an excuse this time! It’s a little thing called SEMESTER EXAMS. But have no fear! Exams are over, and I’m back… at least until finals.

Anyways, I s’pose you guys deserve an update on my life. First and foremost, I’m still adjusting to this whole public school thing. It’s certainly strange going from a not-sheltered-but-not-exactly-socialized home schooler to a full-fledged, dirty-joke-makin’ public school chica. Oh, and you also have to adjust to a whole new breed of people… you know, the people you thought only existed in books and bad teen movies. Do you know what I’m talking about? No? I’ll just elaborate, then.

For starters, it turns out real dumb blondes do exist, and they’re kind of scary. I’ve always thought the character Karen in Mean Girls (you know, this one) was over-exaggerated until I met her real-life doppleganger. She didn’t ask me how to spell orange and her boobs can’t predict the weather (as far as I know), but she’s still one of the slowest people I’ve ever met. No offense to the girl because I’m sure she’s very sweet, but she’s an intellect rivaled only by garden tools.

There’s also PDA. Lots of PDA. Back when I took home school classes, there was an invisible line between the boys and the girls. It probably wouldn’t be pretty if you crossed that line, so I stayed with my fellow XX chromosomes. But in public school it’s very rare to get to lunch without spotting a couple with their tongues down one another’s throat, which is really excellent. I’m certainly not stuck up, but seeing random strangers swapping spit in the middle of a crowded hallway is just a little on the disgusting side. PDA just isn’t my thing. However, due to the location of my locker (which I have lovingly dubbed the Locker of Love), I have to put up with it. You see, the person with the locker under mine seems to enjoy spending her time between periods engaging in a full-on makeout session with her boyfriend. That’s fine and dandy, but I can’t exactly get my books when there’s some random stranger cleaning out the mouth of his lady friend in front of my locker.

Anyways, I think you guys get the picture. Public education is, erm, DIFFERENT. So, are there any colorful characters in your school? I’d love to hear about ’em- just post a comment. You don’t have to sign up for anything. Merry early Christmas!

Peace, love, and Fran Drescher,
Cocoa Monster 😀