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i kno i havent done this in a while. well umm thursday i worked at my dads office most of the day. then i pretty much offered to be crucified to miss soccer practice. (which i got did.) so after i worked all day i cant really remember anything i did. so friday i woke up and was bored shitless. like im not sure ive ever been more bored in my life. seriously...UGH! its times like that wen i need jamie. to golf or something. my mom paid me n erik to stuff easter eggs with candy (for kirk) for a dollar. cheap...i kno. but we did it. then she took us to wal-mart, but that also required that we go to stein mart, dollar tree, and i forgot where else. wen we were at stein mart my mom had to find something to wear to church for easter. and for real they have cute clothes there...for older ppl. some things i wouldnt wear but its ok wen ur like 45. so while my mom was tryin stuff on me n erik kept jackin candy from this bowl. i dont think we were supposed to take it. then i went in the dressing room and took cookies for me n erik. WHO puts cookies in a dressing room? if someones clothes dont fit, they arent gonna go eat a cookie to make themselves even fatter....weird. that day was boring.
then today was very exciting. my dad bust in my room at 6:40 and said we were leaving in an hour. so i ate then got ready. and we drove to new orleans and ran the crescent city classic. that was amazingly hot. it was like so humid outside. ugh. i saw these two girls from my soccer team doin the race together. they're twins. and like they're fast so they would sprint but then get tired n walk. so i ended up beating them. which made me so satisfied bcuz they always yell at us wen we run slow laps. but i ran the whole damn way. better than any of u fuckers could do. then wen i finished the race we were walking around tad gormley and i was about to vomit. so i sat down and my vomit-feeling went away. i thought i was dehydrated but i drank everytime they had water along the race...which was every mile. so it was all good. after my vomit-feeling went away we walked to subway even tho it was like 10:30. then we ate and my mom came and picked us up. oh yeah erik ran ahead of me n my dad cuz he is just fast like that and wen he got to tad gormley he got jareds autograph. they guy who got skinny from eatin subway. amazing...its weird how ppl can make someone famous just because he lost weight eating some sandwiches.
we got home from the race at about 11 something i guess. so we all took showers and chilled. i wasnt sore or anything...but i will be tomorrow. then i begged my mom to take me to american eagle. cuz i just love that store. so shes like omg find ur credit card. who the fuck does that? i get a credit card from american eagle, she claims she'll hold it for me, but she has no clue where it is. shes so disorganized i swear. i shoulda kept it. but i found it on her messy ass pile of random papers. so we went to american eagle and spent like $83. u cant get much shit there for $83. then on the way home my mom was like, "kelsey u are so lucky" then she explained to me why i was so lucky. im lucky cuz my parents have money and they provide me with all this stuff that i want. but i still want more. i was just like yeah mom but even if u didnt have money, ive earned more than the average mexican-american has. it might or might not be true. i made it up. i dont even know why i chose mexicans...i guess i just see them as poor. if ur mexican, and ur not poor...my fucking bad. but i dont think i kno any rich mexicans. or any mexicans at all for that matter. so yeah...heh i sound so goddamn racist. but im not. well me n my lucky rich ass are going to my brothers room cuz i gotta ask him somthin...
then today was very exciting. my dad bust in my room at 6:40 and said we were leaving in an hour. so i ate then got ready. and we drove to new orleans and ran the crescent city classic. that was amazingly hot. it was like so humid outside. ugh. i saw these two girls from my soccer team doin the race together. they're twins. and like they're fast so they would sprint but then get tired n walk. so i ended up beating them. which made me so satisfied bcuz they always yell at us wen we run slow laps. but i ran the whole damn way. better than any of u fuckers could do. then wen i finished the race we were walking around tad gormley and i was about to vomit. so i sat down and my vomit-feeling went away. i thought i was dehydrated but i drank everytime they had water along the race...which was every mile. so it was all good. after my vomit-feeling went away we walked to subway even tho it was like 10:30. then we ate and my mom came and picked us up. oh yeah erik ran ahead of me n my dad cuz he is just fast like that and wen he got to tad gormley he got jareds autograph. they guy who got skinny from eatin subway. amazing...its weird how ppl can make someone famous just because he lost weight eating some sandwiches.
we got home from the race at about 11 something i guess. so we all took showers and chilled. i wasnt sore or anything...but i will be tomorrow. then i begged my mom to take me to american eagle. cuz i just love that store. so shes like omg find ur credit card. who the fuck does that? i get a credit card from american eagle, she claims she'll hold it for me, but she has no clue where it is. shes so disorganized i swear. i shoulda kept it. but i found it on her messy ass pile of random papers. so we went to american eagle and spent like $83. u cant get much shit there for $83. then on the way home my mom was like, "kelsey u are so lucky" then she explained to me why i was so lucky. im lucky cuz my parents have money and they provide me with all this stuff that i want. but i still want more. i was just like yeah mom but even if u didnt have money, ive earned more than the average mexican-american has. it might or might not be true. i made it up. i dont even know why i chose mexicans...i guess i just see them as poor. if ur mexican, and ur not poor...my fucking bad. but i dont think i kno any rich mexicans. or any mexicans at all for that matter. so yeah...heh i sound so goddamn racist. but im not. well me n my lucky rich ass are going to my brothers room cuz i gotta ask him somthin...