Stacey,
As far as the daydreaming goes I think my brain was plotting ways to get out of there. Usually I felt too sick to attend at least one of the days. Here I had a 100% attendence record at highschool but got sick for meetings and assemblies. Imainge that.
For real. One time when I was 16, I took a zip lock bag of cheerios up to my bedroom...at about 2:00 in the morning, I made a bunch of loud barfing sounds so that my parents would hear. I chewed up the cheerios and spit them into the toilet and left them there so that that my Dad would think I was really sick.
My goal was that the rest of my family would travel up to the assembly and they would leave me at home, because I had been planning a big party all week.
Well my Dad totally bought the cheerio's bit, but he didn't trust me enought to leave me at home for the weekend...so every one stayed home.
I got busted after about 20 kids called to see when the party was...later my Dad was turning people away at the door. Whoops!
Nilfun,
I would use my magic watch to stop time and then rearrange things - maybe balance a fruit bag on the speaker's head, draw a chocolate pudding smile over a few people's mouths, put makeup on a few of the 'brothers' faces to doll them up. Rearrange some folks into compromising positions, lol. You know, nothing too harmful...
Bwaaaaaaahaaa.Your killin' me
Xelder,
otherwise I daydreamed about pioneering and reaching out to be a CO and have the brothers and sisters kiss my ass.
You had some lofty spiritual goals brother.
BTW my Browns got their asses whipped. What a shock.
LC