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I'm sitting here at work, feet up, headphones in, Panic at the Disco telling me to swear to shake it up. Oh the things I have to endure for a paycheque. Poor me. I have a call every five minutes or so asking for a cab company here, a pizza place there... You'd be suprised at how many drunk Canadians there are out there on a weekday! And lots of lonely people who [for the hell of it] call the operator. Already tonight I've been told that love will find me in 3 to 6 months, that the sound of my two palms rubbing together is sexy [WTF!], and just general flirting so I don't bill them [If they flirt, I bill them twice! Jk jk!]

Oh, Panic at the Disco. Totally bring back memories from when I was in grade 12! Driving to grad pictures, fearing we might be late due to traffic, not really actually worrying about it! I've said this many times... I love LOVE LOVE hearing a song that bring back a particular memory!

As annoying, horrific and lame high school was, there's a lot of great memories I've stored up from "the teen years], especially grades 11 and 12.

I always rolled my eyes and played being overjoyed when anyone older took me on a "trip down memory lane". I'd nod and smile when shown an old classroom, school, neighborhood from their past... Appeasing them by laughing and nodding at the right places, really not caring all that much.

Now I've become that person! Trips back to FVC always include sentences that start with, "When I was here..." and "This is so different from when..." I laughed when I saw my old locker still in the same messy state that I had it in, sat on the carpeted stands near the drama room where we would practice our lines [or goof off], and showed off where our designated lunch spot was.

I remember a lot of Kayla-teasing... Including "he lifts me up!" I still have no idea what that means. Many art classes where we would laugh way too much, avoiding the stare of our freaky grizzly bear art teacher, and hear Josh teasing Laya... And he could do it with only ONE word... LEVENTE! Bible class was boring, yet tolerable for Kayla and I with the guys that tag-teamed with each other against our Ellen Dejenerous teacher. And I'll never forget some of our "mentoring" times with Josh! And who can forget those bus rides...

See what Panic at the Disco starts??