getting your pants pulled down in front of the popular girls

Wednesday

Boogie is trying to keep a low profile at school on account of spilling his drink all over Craig Johnson.

It's making things hard for me though, cause he insists we leave for school later and use the side doors that only the teachers use so we don't run into Craig.

I tried to tell him that Craig has probably forgotten all about Boogie spilling his drink on him by now, but Boogie wasn't buying it.

To be honest, I wouldn't be buying it either if I was him.  Craig Johnson isn't someone to be messing with.

One time Craig thought this kid at school had said something about his hair cut, so Craig pulled his pants down right in front of a table full of the popular girls in the cafeteria, and they all started laughing at him.

The poor kid had been wearing a really cool Darth Vader shirt so Craig asked him why he hadn't used the Force to stop his pants from being pulled down, and then all the girls started giggling even harder.

I was actually surprised that a jock like Craig even knew who Darth Vader was, but it just goes to show you, Darth Vader is TOTALLY COOL.

Anyhow, it could be really dangerous to have Craig on your bad side, so I really couldn't blame Boogie for being worried about it.

The worst thing about a situation like this is never knowing when Craig is going to get you.  Always having to look over your should can get really tiring, but you can't EVER let your guard down, cause that always ends up being right when they get you.

I wish I had some good advice to give Boogie to help him out of this mess, but he's probably just going to have to wait it out until Craig cools off and forgets about it.

Hopefully Craig isn't one of those guys with a really long memory.

totally WASN'T trying to look up Cindy Patterson's dress

Monday

I ended up in detention again today at school, but it wasn't my fault.

Really! It was a big misunderstanding on the teacher's part, but I can see how he thought I was trying to look up Cindy Patterson's dress.

I TOTALLY WASN'T, but I'm just saying I can see how he might've thought that.

Boogie and I sit next to each other in math class and were having a little disagreement over whether Darth Vader or Professor Xavier would win in a fight.

It's pretty obvious that Darth Vader would win, but Boogie kept insisting Professor X would.

I like the X-Men a lot, and Professor X is pretty cool for an old guy, but there's no way he's more powerful than Darth Vader. I mean, come on... Darth Vader is a Jedi, and he's got the WHOLE power of the Dark Side. That totally trumps Professor Xavier's mind powers.

Anyway, Boogie and I were writing and doodling back and forth on a piece of paper as obviously you can't have a serious debate like this out loud in math class. Mr. Sorenson would get mad cause all the kids would be more interested in Darth Vader vs Professor X than in the math lesson.

I'd just finished drawing a pretty awesome picture of Darth Vader's hand using the Force to shove Professor X's wheelchair like a million miles away and was passing the paper back to Boogie to show him when it fell on the floor.

It floated a bit and landed underneath the table behind ours, right in front of Cindy Patterson's feet.

The good thing was that Cindy hadn't noticed because I had to get that paper back. Not just because there was a lot of cool drawings on it, but because Mr. Sorenson would probably send us both to detention if he saw we were passing notes in class and not paying attention to his lesson.

Of course, I ended up in detention anyways, but now you can see I was only trying to get our paper back, not trying to look up Cindy Patterson's skirt which is what the teacher thought when he saw me crawling on the floor in front of Cindy Patterson's feet.

The good thing is all the guys thought it was pretty funny so my cool level is probably pretty high right now around the school. Hopefully it hasn't hurt my likeability level with the girls, but I'm not sure. Cindy Patterson was pretty mad, and the girls sitting with her didn't seem too impressed either.

It wasn't until I got down to the detention room that I realized I had the perfect argument to answer Mr. Sorenson's accusation that I was trying to look up Cindy Patterson's skirt.

Cindy wasn't wearing a skirt. She was wearing jeans.

Unfortunately, I realized at that point that it was too late to try to point this out to Mr. Sorenson, so I just found a seat in detention and stared at the clock like all the other kids were doing.

After detention was over, I drew this helpful illustration for Mr. Sorenson showing the difference between jeans and a skirt.  I think I'll give it to him tomorrow at the beginning of math class.