04 January, 2010

A king and his Gyna...


I can appreciate the merchandise. Thanks Soap, haha. I got a tin lunch box with pictures of The King all over it from her, sweet right? Oh yeah.

So I spent all of yesterday working on my massive health projects, went to school today and was told I'm going on the 13th. Lame. And unlike Chlamydia, I actually had a pretty good day back at school. Got to see people and all that.

Plus, we're"having babies" in Child psych and we're making baby books. I really want a daughter because I want to name her Gyna (pronounces like the latter half of vagina). Ver excitement.
Call her lil jayjay for shortsies? Affirmative. Maybe my pregnant child psych teacher will be inspired and name her own baby after mine! What a world of possibilities.


The Good looking Iranian kid at our school (who wears hilariously absurd outfits) stares at Chlamydia and I every day as he walks past us for lunch. Being in school here and not speaking English must suck. He's in my health class and today we were watching the miracle of life video (full on vajayjay), he didn't have any idea what was going on. The look on his face? Priceless.

5 comments:

  1. Okay, I think it's really unfair that so far I've gotten REALLY CRAP NAMES in all of your posts. What's up avec ca??

    Did you see him today? CRAZY OUTFIT! He is actually model gorgeous, though. Sucks that he sort of dresses... in a way that is indescribable. :/

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  2. I like Chlamydia! I think it suits you.

    Yeah I know, But I think his gorgeousness surpasses the horror that is his wardrobe. haha and besides I actually think that his weird clothes suit him in a way. Can you imagine him in normal clothes?
    No. YOU CANNOT.

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  3. A, what sort of dumb label is "Iranian." Like, honestly when are we ever going to label another post with that?

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  4. We've got two with Elvis, hahahaha... you never know -- maybe the Iranian will become a Blog Feature!

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  5. Hahaha, I like how he totally has xD

    I eat my words...

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