Wednesday, February 18, 2009
This war is getting harder to fight by myself
Good title, eh? I actually have nothing important to say. Or anything at all. I'm in first period, & I have to do a million pointless power points in this big book of stupid computer things, while listening to Senses Fail & Placebo. Help. I have to pee. My second period teacher isn't in today, so I guess I don't have to go at all. In the mean time, I want to find a good proxy site, so that when I get on myspace I can message back to people & upload pictures & arrange my albums & shit. This morning was terrible. My mom gave me the car today. Then she mentioned it was low on gas. I didn't check it though. I brought work out clothes. I'm going to go to the Granite Rec after school for about an hour to work out some. Then I have to pick up Fernando around 4 & go home. Hopefully that goes well. But anyway. This morning it was raining hard as dick. & I had just woken up & I had to take Molly out. & Roy, the runaway chocolate LAB ( ROFLLLL) that wants to do Molly, was there. & it smelled like wet dog really bad. & THE CAR WAS IN THE GARAGE. WHICH I HATE. BECAUSE I SUCK T BACKING UP. ALL THE TIME. Alright. I hate caps. Anyway, so blahhh, I don't feel like telling everyone every single detail, but I feel like I have to, so you can see my frustration. So I had to put both wet, horny dogs inside, while I backed up the car. I did, & the big, white van was there. Almost completely blocking my way of getting out. But I did it, carefully. Then the remote to close the garage was stupid, so I had to get out of the car & close the garage door & put the dogs there. In which Roy is dumb & was ON THE COUCH. That bastard. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH! I forgot to mention, that when I was first getting into the car, my pants ripped. Right at the crotch. So I had to go change. & put my old vans on. Because, remember, it was raining the whole time. Not to mention I got to school late, because I was watching Tim & Eric! Hahah. So I had to hurry, & watch the 10 minute show & get to school. Blahhh. I hate humidity. Good bye.
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