hi girls. boys, piss off.

speaking of scooter, last night was the "Typical Awkward Night With People You Went To High School With But Were Never Really Friends With Back Then And Definitely Aren't Really Friends With Now" night for the scoot. you know the drill. you're gonna meet up with a friend you still hang out with from high school (one of the THREE), who spoke with another friend from high school (could be a mutual friend, most likely not), who spoke with other friends (almost certainly people you didn't talk to then, and haven't even THOUGHT ABOUT til now), who spoke with even more friends (probably people you loathe), and the deal is done. you're all gonna meet up. and hate every minute of it. for those of you who don't know what i'm talking about, oh well. you're lucky. but the conversations usually go like this:

me: hi! how have you been? (translation: shit, i gotta talk to this guy/girl?)
odp (other dumb person): ohhhh, good, good... how about you? (translation: who the hell is this person? OHHH.. it's that idiot from high school)
me: i'm good. finally done with school, you know.. (translation: please don't ask me any more questions)
odp: yeah, me too. what are you doing now? (translation: i don't care, but i guess i'll ask)
me: i'm teaching blah blah blah. (translation: blah blah blah)
odp: wow! you'd be so good at that... i'm sure your students love you! (translation: wow! he'd be so good at that... i'm sure his students love him!)
me: heh heh, yeah okay.. so what are you doing? (translation: fake bitch.. i pity anyone working with this moron)
odp: oh you know... drinking. heheh.. no, i'm a waitress/salesman/something that has nothing to do with my college major. (translation: i'm a turd)
me: nice, nice. (translation: never got out of high school mode did you, you fat lazy turd)

alright i'm bailing hay.