Me and my lame attempt

I love when people I don't know look at me like I'm crazy when I try to talk to them. I just want to yell at them and say: yes, this is my lame attempt to try to get to know someone I don't, it obviously isn't working, so maybe I should just go in a corner and pout now.
On a lighter note, I got an extra hour of sleep today... in first period. Yes, I slept from the time the bell rang to begin class, to the time the bell rang to end class. It was great. Although, I think my forehead was red from the desk, but I had a hat to cover it up so it really wasn't that big a deal. So I am still tired, and really, very hungry.
At work last night, I had an ultimate burger, an order of onion rings and a small blizzard, and couldn't eat it all, though it is less food than a footlong sub at Subway, which I can eat with no problem, and could probably finish another 6 inch. Ah, phooey... who cares. Let's just leave it at this... Dairy Queen sucks and I want to get out of there as soon as I can... The sooner the better.