Like, gag me with a spoon!

Today I woke up slowly. Last night I stayed up far too late watching the breaking news with John Lennon. The death of my idol means there is never a chance of another hit from the most iconic band, like, ever. My mother is being so unfair too! She doesn't understand how important it is to dress with the proper amount of mourning. She's sent me to change out of my all black garb for fear that I would get caught up in the "wrong crowd." Whatever.
And now, my shoulder pads won't sit right. I must have put them through the wash again. My blazer and skirt look rad with my new stirrup pants and ballet flats. My hair is teased to perfection with an enormous bow headband.
School is such a drag. I mean who really cares about the Russians anyway. I spent the entire day talking to my best girlfriend about the new episode of Dallas on tonight! We are so waiting for that dreamy Bobby to break it off with 'Miss Ellie'. It's gunna happen.
Of course we also watch Happy Days. It's not even that I love that show anymore, but I've been watching it for six years, so now I have to know what happens to my first celebrity crush, Ron Howard.
In my house, the day ends with a family meal. We are required to eat a "wholesome family meal." At least dad's happy, and we don't have to listen to his political rants now that the election is over. My dad has been waiting for a republican to be proud of after that whole 'Tricky Dick' situation.
It doesn't matter that I have to eat with them. I'm just sneaking out tonight to see The Shining with James anyway.