So Afro-tastic!

I mentioned our "rival" high school in an earlier post. My dear friend Cristine is dating a boy from there, who she coincidentally met when we infiltrated their side at a football game. Her boyfriend looks like Bradley Uppercrust III from An Extremely Goofy Movie. And he's the "flasher who lives next door" in their adaptation of Hairspray, which she forced a group of us to see with her a group from our school saw this past Friday.

It was so afro-tastic.

(I can get away with saying that because I'm quoting the musical.)

Our school has very little diversity. We might have twenty African-Americans. So it's always a shock for one of my peers to see a person of non-European descent. And if we do see one, we tend to clump together, because frankly, we don't know how to react. Hairspray was a nice breath of fresh air. That was a nice paradox, eh?

On the way home, Cristine's car got a flat, and thus, we were sad pandas at an Exxon Mobil station, which the other girls believed to be in a "shady area".

Tell me he does not look like Brad from an Extremely Goofy Movie.





See? Twins.

So much yes.

Oh, also, the front bumper of my car fell off. Again.