Wanna have some fun?!

Wow, it really is amazing what sorts of things happen when you pass in two essays that have been weighing you down for about 2 months. Glad that's over with, good thing I don't plan on reading any more for school.

So on the way back from good old LHS today, my mom decides to stop in at Michaels, so Samm and I make our way into Petco to pay a visit to Jasmine, in hopes that she'll be able to show us the four baby birds she's been nurturing for God knows how long birds need to be nurtured. So we arrive at Petco with this dream in our hearts, and find Jazz performing exorcisms on a bunch of hampsters. We ask to see the infamous parrots, but she replies that she is busy with the de-satanizing of these rodents, and she then sent us to the Bird Enclosure where her young were residing.

So Kathie the Petco employee is showing us these birds. They were pretty, but birds can be a little freaky as their faces are blank and expressionless and you have absolutely no idea what's going on in that bird brain of theirs. So Samm and I are politely petting this bird and dutifully listening to Kathie the Petco employee, when we see a butterfly net swish by at top speeds over the numerous shelves. The holder of this net was Jasmine, who had been trying all day to recapture a lovebird that had flown the coop. She was armed with what appeared to be a Super Soaker XP360 2000, or the Mother of all Squirt Guns, to discombobulate the bird and force it to fall into her awaiting net. She then asks us:

"Wanna have some fun?!"

So Samm and I, being ourselves and never turning down an adventure, begin our quest for the Lost Lovebird. The quest takes us all around Petco, and the bird, apparantly trying to break free and return to the Homeland, flies at top speed towards the exit. So Jazz, armed with her weapons scampers after the bird, followed by Samm, me, and the High and Mighty Petco Manager, who locks the automatic doors, denying access to 8 ansy Petco shoppers outside, so that the bird will not complete his mission to return to East Africa. So we find ourselves enclosed in the box that is the Petco entrance, Samm and I huddled in the corner, enjoying the amused reactions of the spectators outside, quite the collection of citizens, including my mother, a grandmother with her little grandchild, a priest, and a family of Puerto Ricans, all pointing in awe at Jasmine and the Manager's courageous attempts at capture. It was like Disney World. 

So after an opening like that, how could the day go wrong? It couldn't. Samm and I made a perfect chocolate cake, at a whole lot, and enjoyed the day.

In other news, I saw an interesting headline in today's local paper, the gist of which read that more Leominster citizens are choosing to take advantage on our public school system as opposed to sending their kids to Catholic school. The article said that the reason for this is the downfall of the economy and the fact that people "simply can't afford private schooling".

That is complete BS. The reason why nobody's sending their kids to schnid Catholic schools is because they're finally realizing that those schools are crap, taught by ageless miserable teachers, and that the Leominster public school system is actually really good. I've experienced both schools, and let me tell you, Catholic school is not a pretty picture. In the year and a half I spent in Catholic high school, all I learned is that knee socks come in a plethora of colors and polyester uniform sweaters do nothing but suck cold air in.

Did you know that sometimes the snakes at Petco get loose, and when they do they always end up in the KB Toys next door? Call it fate, but I know those bastards are only out to scare the hell out of innocent people.

I hope Donell gets voted off Road Rules tonight. I will be a happy girl.