Ya know, it's funny...whenever I'm around PH, I feel like I need to be super responsible/mature, to make up for his lack of responsibility/maturity. I don't do that around you guys, do I? I was talking with him, and he said that I was too serious, and that I needed to get in touch with my inner child. I told him that I killed it.
Somebody please tell me I'm not like this around you. My friends should bring out the best in me, and he brings out the worst in me. He just irks me sometimes.
But enough about PH.
After the tech event, while we were doing tear down, two more sevie techies showed up, and helped. And we all got donuts, which was cool.
You know, I don't know how he does it, but somehow, PH always manages to scrounge up some food at every event he techs. EVERY...SINGLE...EVENT... Seriously. (BTW-he was the one who found the leftover donuts) Sometimes I think boys our age have bottomless stomachs. Or maybe stomachs where their brains should be. I mean, the first thing he said when he walked in today (half an hour late, I might add) was "Is there any food?" *sigh* I will never understand him.
Well, I have to leave for pottery class soon. Ta, purple-eyed creatures.