story numba 2 plus numba 1's necessary explanation

ok so if it wasn't clear, my table partner was experiencing a hangover. and i thought this was hilarious at the time and laughed out loud. anyway...

story numba 2. clearly, this is going to be about artgirlcrush.

we were all sitting in our seats, in art, when she comes in all hot-and-bothered. she normally comes in like this (late, and with a story to tell her friends, cuz she's that cool), but today she had a story to share with the whole class! naturally, a gigantic grin appeared on my face as i waited for this sure-to-be hilarious tell-all:

girlcrush [she says the whole thing, so i'm not sure why this is here]
ohmygod! i just broke up a fight! these two guys in the hallway were all intense and shit with a huge crowd around them, and i'm like, "waitwaitwaitwaitwaitWAIT!" and i go in between them and put my hands out like this pretends to be pushing the two guys away from each other, and i'm like, "hey now! c'mon guys! we are all on the same team....team USA!. U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! [apparently she started chanting USA and got the crowd to do the same!]



ahhhh, she's awesome. it's really depressing though because acacia and i moved spots so we [i] can't hear what she's saying very well anymore. not that we [i] could hear that well before, but now all i do is stare. at her. which is creepy, and we made eye contact. so i tried to stop. but i heard some where that if you're looking at whoever's talking, you can hear them better. it's also kind of sad, because i've been known  to yell spazzticly, "shut up!!!" to acacia so that i could listen to my crush speak instead. yeppp. i'm really sad. but i want you guys to hear herrrrrrrrrrrr so badly. and now i'm gonna stop typing cuz this blog is getting retarded.