ME LOVES YOU ALL. and yes, I am random and hyper. sometimes it hurts. (don't ask.) if you would like to read a story about me and coffee, you may scroll down to the bottom. heck, even if you don't want to know, scroll down anyways. because it's the only way you'll finish the chapter.
i just realized i stopped capitalizing the beginning letter of my sentences. weird.
As promised, I deliver to you the 8th (ohmy chapters fly fast) chapter of the 25 Things.
RAWR.
love, peace, alyce
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Thing #8: The Perfect Boyfriend will...
React so cutely when you hit him and it actually hurts
"Wanna play Tennis, Aly?" Nate asked Alex, bored.
"Sure! But beware, I am the Tennis Champion!"
"Sure..." Nate said, sarcastically.
They took each other's hands, and Nate started. "Don't worry, I'll start by going easy on you."
"Don't expect the favor to be returned," she warned.
He slapped the back of her hand, more gentle than a real slap. She didn't even blink.
She slapped the back of his hand, hard.
"Ow!" Nate's mouth formed a little 'o' and he retracted his hand in surprise, eyes wide, shaking his hand out.
"I told you!" Alex smiled gleefully.
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So now, as for the promised story:
So I couldn't fall asleep until, maybe, three AM one day for reasons I do not know why, and I had a summer job in the morning at eight, ending at eight PM. It takes me about thirty minutes to get ready, and around ten minutes to go there, so I usually wake up at seven to eat breakfast and every other random thing I do in the morning. Four hours of sleep.
I worked at the local ice cream shop, so it's an easy job, you just scoop ice cream and ask for the people's choice, and take their money. But, you have to stand up. So I'm like, half-falling asleep as I'm scooping ice cream, or taking money. And I was like, mixing up my words all the time and everything because my brain could not function right. Everyone was like, "Is there something wrong with this girl?"
At about noon, lunch break, my friend who worked there as well with me, brought coffee. She was like, "Do you want some?"
Now normally I don't drink coffee or much caffeine (Energy drinks are a no-no) because I think I'm already really hyper and almost like an energy drink just by myself. I don't need some sort of stimulant to make to explode into hyperactivity, right?
But this time, I do, because I figure, "What the heck, I'm so sleepy and this will help, right?" So I drink a cup of black coffee.
Bad idea.
"Soooooooooo... whatwouldyouliketoordertoday?Ohyouwouldlikethemochachipchocolatesmallinacup?AllrightIheardthatitwasreallyreallyreallyreallyreallygood!Whatagoodchoice!"
And then I served them that and... "Isn'ttheweathernicetoday?Ireallylikethesun!It'ssosunnyful!Iloveyouall!That'sright!Whoo!"
(Is she on crack or something?)
And when we closed up... "Ohmytimefliesby!Doesn'ttimeflyby,Kate?Noonewantsmoreicecream?No?No?!?NOO? NOOOOOOO! NOONEWANTS OURICECREAMANYMORE!NOOOOOOO!"
*ultimately breaks down*
Kate: "Alyce, I think you should, uh, go get some rest."
ME: "IREALLYREALLYREALLYLIKEDONUTS,DON'TYOUKATE? ANDINEVERREALLYLIKED JELLY." etc.
If you actually read this whole story and review, please post "NEVER GIVE ALYCE COFFEE" or some variation of that in your review.
Love you!