A Funny Story?

I have a funny story about Greta Garbo. ((http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Greta_Garbo - for the uncultured ones))

So at winter camp (Girl Scouts- go, have your chuckle)) we get nicknames if we host the dance- meaning get it together, decorate, order pizza, dress up and everything. We of course, being the senior troop, did this and got nicknames given.

Back up so i can tell you a quick thing about my troop.

So there are three of us- me, Annah and Kayla. Kayla plays like seven instruments and she's a child prodigy and a great dancer. Annah is a pretentious actress who's pretty average- like me. She's also easily confused and she has a very thin personality- but she's one of my absolute best friends. Has been since the second (says her) or the fourth (says me. considering her stories habit- I'm so right) Anyway, but Kayla's a really good friend of mine.

Fast forward- back to the end of the dance. They paused the movie we turned on at the end and they (Nora and Heidi- our nicknamers) called the whole room into attention. They then gave kayla the nickname of Mozart as she completely loves music, I was dubbed Shakespeare for my *coughcough* amazing *coughcough* poetry. Annah (who isn't the best actress AT ALL) Gets dubbed Garbo. She's so excited that suddenly she dashes out of the dining hall (where we held the dance) and screams MY NAME IS GARBLED! (because she actually had NO IDEA who Greta Garbo was) to a group of little girls playing hand games outside the door. The four of us cracked up as the girls all watched us with confused little faces.

Anyway, that's it....

Wait! We are now the MSG troop.

So sad.

That's actually all...

I have to finish my World Religions Paper...

Zaijian...

((PS! NO MORE ZHONGWEN!!))