That has got to be my favorite quote so far from the Instant Title Generator. Well, that and "Fishermen Are Watching You Poop."
My 7-year-old sister is currently whining about how I'm allowed to eat in my room while she isn't. This is because I know how to throw away my trash, and she apparently doesn't. I don't think she quite grasps the concept of me being more than twice her age and therefore able to do things she can't. I hate it when she says, "But Super Duck can ____!" while arguing about not being able to do something. 15-year-olds are generally allowed to do many more things than 7-year-olds are...
I've had a test practically every day this week. I don't like tests. I wish I could just write essays instead, but that might not work so well in subjects like algebra. I like writing essays, actually, because I enjoy writing. I had a test today that consisted of many multiple choice questions and one essay, and ooh, a cute cheerleader accepted my facebook friend request! Sorry, let me continue. I think I did very well on the essay, but I probably failed the multiple choice. There were questions on there that honestly didn't even make any sense, and I wasn't the only person who noticed.
So, I had this awkward conversation with French Class Girl today. It did make me feel flattered, especially coming from a girl, but it was a little weird because this girl was, of course, FCG.
FCG: Super Duck!
FCG: You're cute.
FCG: I said that you're cute.
Me: Uh, thanks.
FCG: Why don't you think you're cute? You always act like you think you're "just average" or something, but you're so totally not.
Me: Well, I guess I do see myself as looking kinda average.
FCG: Don't! You're super cute!
I didn't really know how to respond to that. I mean, it's FCG! Anyone else would've been so easy to respond to, but she's just so... FCG-ish. At least someone finds me attractive, though, right? I guess that makes me feel a little better. Maybe.