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Exciting day! Not...
Got up, got to school on time...
Gym...Pulled more muscles and now I can't move without pain...
CDI...Talked to some guy who had killed some kid at the age of 16...
Band...Amazing as usual...
Math...Total suckage...
Get out, go do Newkirk push-ups...GO to Jazz band...It was ok...I sticked around after to talk, but it was nearly impossible as they tried to play Nirvana, and Charles was whipping the suction cup at the board...So I didn't get to say much...
Go home...Bothered Molly, even if she denies it, I feel bad (sorry Molly)...Got my pictures taken by some psycho dude, but he was hilarious, and I got scratched by his cat.
Drove over to HIngham Music to see if my clarinet was done repairs...No, its not...Come back tommorow...Ugh...
Then my cars alternator decided to break, so as I was pulling out of the plaza, the car went dead. So, in frustration, I get out of the car, and lock myself out. Hmm, smooth...
So now I'm sitting in the right hand turn lane, broken down, sitting on my trunk. Some people were nice and offered aid, but others are assholes, and like, fucking yelled at me as if it was MY fault that the car was broken. They'd yell at me to turn on my hazards and such...Yeah, too bad the cars DEAD, nothing works dumbass...Not as if it mattered, I was locked out anyway. So I call AAA, and a tow truck comes one hour later; thus, the third night in a row that I have freezed outside at night. The tow truck guy was a nice old man though, and we got the car up, brought it to the garage, and he drove me home. We had some nice conversation about how the world sucks, how arrogant people are, and how corrupt buissness' are. (I.E. Old cars work better than new cars, which are getting more and more expensive, and less and less reliable) And he told me about all the kinds of people he meets, and accidents he sees...So that was nice I guess...
Now I'm home, and have lots of work to do...Ciao
Got up, got to school on time...
Gym...Pulled more muscles and now I can't move without pain...
CDI...Talked to some guy who had killed some kid at the age of 16...
Band...Amazing as usual...
Math...Total suckage...
Get out, go do Newkirk push-ups...GO to Jazz band...It was ok...I sticked around after to talk, but it was nearly impossible as they tried to play Nirvana, and Charles was whipping the suction cup at the board...So I didn't get to say much...
Go home...Bothered Molly, even if she denies it, I feel bad (sorry Molly)...Got my pictures taken by some psycho dude, but he was hilarious, and I got scratched by his cat.
Drove over to HIngham Music to see if my clarinet was done repairs...No, its not...Come back tommorow...Ugh...
Then my cars alternator decided to break, so as I was pulling out of the plaza, the car went dead. So, in frustration, I get out of the car, and lock myself out. Hmm, smooth...
So now I'm sitting in the right hand turn lane, broken down, sitting on my trunk. Some people were nice and offered aid, but others are assholes, and like, fucking yelled at me as if it was MY fault that the car was broken. They'd yell at me to turn on my hazards and such...Yeah, too bad the cars DEAD, nothing works dumbass...Not as if it mattered, I was locked out anyway. So I call AAA, and a tow truck comes one hour later; thus, the third night in a row that I have freezed outside at night. The tow truck guy was a nice old man though, and we got the car up, brought it to the garage, and he drove me home. We had some nice conversation about how the world sucks, how arrogant people are, and how corrupt buissness' are. (I.E. Old cars work better than new cars, which are getting more and more expensive, and less and less reliable) And he told me about all the kinds of people he meets, and accidents he sees...So that was nice I guess...
Now I'm home, and have lots of work to do...Ciao