Yikes

Uhhh, so today, a good "friend" of mine (jk, love ya shnavs) informed me that she saw this video and immediately thought of me:

Naturally. I should either be very afraid for Nava's state of mind, or very very afraid of myself. Friends, please stage an intervention immediately if I ever throw myself on the ground screaming in your presence. Kthanks.

I Like...Middle School

I am proud to bring you the Jackson Middle School Golden Moment of the Week.

13 year-old-boy: Miss, why do I have to change my pants?
Alma (social worker): Because they are 31s and you are a size 34, and because you can't wear them below your butt.
Boy with angry face: But Miss, why?
Alma: Because you look like a street person. Here are some new pants, go put them on.
Boy comes back with normal pants: Miss, I can't wear these.
Alma: Why not? You don't look like a street person anymore? Do you want to look like a street person?
Boy: No, but Missssssss. These pants are lame.
Alma: Do you know my name?
Boy: Yes, Burrell, but MISS.
Alma: Put on your belt and go to class.
Boy: Miss, I can't wear these pants. I'm going to take off my pants and walk around in my boxers instead because I can't wear these stupid pants.
Boy begins unzipping his pants and walks out the door.

And there you have it, another quality moment at JMS. Or shall we say, the Moment of Disrobing Teenage Boys.