Reading Stoic_Slaughter's journal

One of my very dearest friends is named Julian. (Beautiful name, right? Well, he's a beautiful guy.) Curly hair, big brown eyes, really just the cutest thing you've ever seen. Julian and I act like complete idiots around each other, and I mean... COMPLETE idiots. He sits with me at lunch, and the other day I was bored. I usually bite him, scratch him, poke him, punch him or do a variety of other things to hold his attention and bother him. This day, I leaned up against him very forcefully. It was kind of like an annoying push. He pushed back. We did this for about 10 minutes, and it was hilarious because he's so much stronger than I am and he was being just plain mean about it. Finally he gave up and scooted down. I wasn't finished bothering him, so I laid down with my head on his leg. He had a container of applesauce in his hand, and my friend Connie (articulate_azn) said to him, "Pour it on her head! Do it!" Julian chuckled, acting like he was going to. I thought he was serious, so I moved his arm away before he could... but he was just kidding, and the fact that I moved his arm made him spill it. That's right. All over my head. His eyes widened and he covered his mouth and the whole table erupted in laughter. (I was no exception.) I ran to the bathroom and wet my hair completely. Julian felt terrible, but said to me, "You see? Most girls would've thrown a fit." For the rest of the day when people asked why my hair was wet, I replied, “Applesauce.“ Ah... such memories make high school worthwhile!

For my next trick, I shall make you all disappear.