Mar 14, 2005 09:39
right. so, mac is sending me music, and that's cool, although he keeps bitching about how he needs to convert it to mp3. not my fault that i don't have iTunes!
i wish he could come back to florida. that'd fucking rule.
i'm going to try and get out of school after lunch, i feel like shit. although both my parents are working...mom's going to be fuckin' pissed.
tommy is a moron. he's typing into his computer, there are no programs open.
"what are you typing?"
"Lyrics."
i hate mrs. walker.
i love mrs. hasty.
mr. brendlinger is starting to scare me. he keeps patting me on the back and stuff, just randomly, whenever he passes me.
and mrs. singletary is still a fucking bitch moron.
i really have to work on my homework and stuff....right.
Ryan and Kenny came to my house yesterday at fuckin' nine o'clock. in Spandex. that is a scary sight, right there. we jogged around the neighborhood for about 10 minutes, then went and got food at ryan's house. then we played Mercenaries....that game is awesome. nothin' like making a car bomb with an enemy scout car and some C-4. i have the flying windows logo screensaver on this computer (it's third hour).
i used to have trouble finishing things but now i