Quirk Life

I woke up a little bit after 9:30. My throat hurt and my nose was clogged up. It was yet again my stupid cold plaguing me. I decided I should eat scrambled eggs. Inocent little decision, and you'd think they'd be easy to cook. So I heated up the frying and pan and went to add some butter, so the eggs wouldn't get stuck to the pan (We were out of Pam). Then all of a sudden, after adding the butter, massive amounts of smoke began to take to the air from the skillet. I hastily went to the oven to turn down the heat, but before I got the chance the skillet began shooting flame balls, upward towards my kitchen ceiling.

"OH MY GOD!" My mom shouted, as she saw the flames flying upward over the kitchen wall. I grabbded the bonfire of a skillet and made my dash towards the sink. I turned the cold water on and, using the little hose attachment thing, began showering the skillet in cold water. Contrare to my beleifs that water would instantly get rid of any flames, the skillet gave one last dying power poof of a fire ball- aimed at my head. I ducked dropping the hose, with a scream. then with the sink splattering water across the skillet, and a poof, the skillet turned back to it's orignal state- except now it looked alot more like charcoal.

So, basically in summary, this mourning I nearly burnt my kitchen down, and nearly severly scarred my face, with a flame ball producing skillet. Other than that, this morning was pretty uneventfull.



I also got my Hollyball dress this Friday. Hollyball, is like 'Winter Prom'. It's a girls ask guys dance, so needless to say, I don't have a date. I'm just going with my friends. It should be pretty fun. I'm sorry that this picture sucks. First of all, our camera is constantly PMSing. It has major mood swings. One moment it'll take fine pictures. The next it's having cramps like who knows what and is attempting to slaughter every image that we want it to produce. This was one of those images. Also, I have cold (as I mentioned above). So I don't look that great, anyway. So just look at the dress. I look horrible.

Hollyball is this Saterday. I might, might ask this one guy. The only promblem is we never get to talk that often, but when ever we do, he is so sweet and dorky. I love that. He's like really into video games, and I think he's a democrat. So it's like a match made in heaven- sort of. The only promblem I hardly ever get to see him. I wish he had AIM... I think I'll ask him if he does. Or I could always ask him for his phone number, I guess. I don't like talking over the phone though... ERGH!

Sorry. Teen love ramblings... That's really it. I'll of corse update and tell everyone if I actually get a date.

-Amy