the bitch is back.
yesterday. (the 6th)
I am not in the mood of rememberance right now.
All I remember is beast being pissed
going to a new doctors
watching mulan :)
taking pat to camp
oh. when I took pat to camp, I saw nic. and he had his computer there.
so i saw nic play some doom3. sweet game. I had really forgotten about computer games.
and I got to play doom 3 after nic was done/died.
sweeet gamme. I hadn't played a first person shooter in months, and the second I was behind that old crosshair it was like i had stepped back into a diner that I had grown up in.
great fun/feeling. pat even commented on my madd skillz.
"man you're kicking ass"
I'm not going buy the game, at least not yet.
big money, plus time. which i don't have lots of.
oh, that night was great.
you know what I mean.
no need to elaborate.
today.(the 7th)
breif.
worked until close
the day sucked.
everyone hated me.
there was a new kid they were training, so I had to do that kids work, and the trainers work, and they made me mop a gazzlion times.
and they made me work the register, which i don't like/ suck at. because I was never trained, I just guess at it.
and I had a really bad headache, and sinuses really hurt.
stomach hurt.
I had pizza and mac and cheese for lunch.
it wasn't that bad though. all I had to do is think that I was going to see you tonight, and all was well.
I even didn't flip out that someone hogged the cd player and played really bad music.
"who let the dogs out?" wtf
panioman and nelly on the same CD? no thanks.
okay so yeah. closing time, yippe!
leaving the mall, I saw half of my school.
Powell, Mike a, graham, sara caron, nate burns, amanda c, sue.
at first it was a little too serious for me, asking where i was "going" [school]
and that sorta stuff.
so yeah, then they went into their own side conversations, and I stood there feeling really awkward for awhile.
I think most people forgot I was there.
then dashboard - vindicated came one their car radio.
and I started to sing it, and they saw me, and didn't know what to say or do.
then they started to think of "what to do".
they eventually agreed on going to sparetime to play some pool.
they all piled into they cars (3 cars total)
and as they were leaving, sara caron asked me if I was coming.
and I didn't want to say no, and sound like I didn't want to come.
I didn't have much time to think of a witty saying, seeing how they were all driving away
so being the suave fella i am, i said, "I have a date".
whoops.
the brakes screeched. really.
all I saw was a bunch of heads sticking out of various car windows, shouting at me.
the most vivid was grahams, giving a thumbs up and saying "keep it real". that made me laugh.
sometimes, when all seems lost, stoners rock.
"OMG WITH WHO", that was the most repititous of shouts.
I said, Raechel Marie Biron.
no just kidding.
Just raechel biron, sara had a werid pause, then a really big smile, "i know her".
me, "yeah i know"
sara, "how do you know?"
me, "holy X....."
sara, "oh yeah, well cool. say high to her for me"
then as the other car was driving off, graham (who was in that car) yells out, "WHOOOOOO??".
me, "RACHEL BIRON!""
then as the car drives off all I see is his bobbing head out the window, " I know heerr"
It made me laugh. okay so that story stunk. well it was funny if you were there.
at least for me it was.
so the crowd left me.
and I was happy, because now I was going to DJ, to see you.
when I turned on the car, I heard a nasty noice, coming from the engine.
a ka'plunk, and a clang.
I should've called someone right then
but i HAD to go to DJ, no matter WHAT
so i got there, was happy, due to your you-ness.
-----
so then i did what had to be done.
called my parents, to tell them that the van was f'ed.
which ment NO FUN THAT NIGHT!
ARGH! but i could survive, i wasn't feeling that good anyway, so maybe it was like fate, for saving all the fun for a later day.
but then i found out that not only would I not have the van that night, I might not even have it back until late in the week.
WTF! annnddddddd.. she wants to leave for 4 days/maybe.
AND....she won't tell me/ the days we're leaving/for how long/how i am going to get to work/ or anything of the sort.
DUMB.
I am not in the mood of rememberance right now.
All I remember is beast being pissed
going to a new doctors
watching mulan :)
taking pat to camp
oh. when I took pat to camp, I saw nic. and he had his computer there.
so i saw nic play some doom3. sweet game. I had really forgotten about computer games.
and I got to play doom 3 after nic was done/died.
sweeet gamme. I hadn't played a first person shooter in months, and the second I was behind that old crosshair it was like i had stepped back into a diner that I had grown up in.
great fun/feeling. pat even commented on my madd skillz.
"man you're kicking ass"
I'm not going buy the game, at least not yet.
big money, plus time. which i don't have lots of.
oh, that night was great.
you know what I mean.
no need to elaborate.
today.(the 7th)
breif.
worked until close
the day sucked.
everyone hated me.
there was a new kid they were training, so I had to do that kids work, and the trainers work, and they made me mop a gazzlion times.
and they made me work the register, which i don't like/ suck at. because I was never trained, I just guess at it.
and I had a really bad headache, and sinuses really hurt.
stomach hurt.
I had pizza and mac and cheese for lunch.
it wasn't that bad though. all I had to do is think that I was going to see you tonight, and all was well.
I even didn't flip out that someone hogged the cd player and played really bad music.
"who let the dogs out?" wtf
panioman and nelly on the same CD? no thanks.
okay so yeah. closing time, yippe!
leaving the mall, I saw half of my school.
Powell, Mike a, graham, sara caron, nate burns, amanda c, sue.
at first it was a little too serious for me, asking where i was "going" [school]
and that sorta stuff.
so yeah, then they went into their own side conversations, and I stood there feeling really awkward for awhile.
I think most people forgot I was there.
then dashboard - vindicated came one their car radio.
and I started to sing it, and they saw me, and didn't know what to say or do.
then they started to think of "what to do".
they eventually agreed on going to sparetime to play some pool.
they all piled into they cars (3 cars total)
and as they were leaving, sara caron asked me if I was coming.
and I didn't want to say no, and sound like I didn't want to come.
I didn't have much time to think of a witty saying, seeing how they were all driving away
so being the suave fella i am, i said, "I have a date".
whoops.
the brakes screeched. really.
all I saw was a bunch of heads sticking out of various car windows, shouting at me.
the most vivid was grahams, giving a thumbs up and saying "keep it real". that made me laugh.
sometimes, when all seems lost, stoners rock.
"OMG WITH WHO", that was the most repititous of shouts.
I said, Raechel Marie Biron.
no just kidding.
Just raechel biron, sara had a werid pause, then a really big smile, "i know her".
me, "yeah i know"
sara, "how do you know?"
me, "holy X....."
sara, "oh yeah, well cool. say high to her for me"
then as the other car was driving off, graham (who was in that car) yells out, "WHOOOOOO??".
me, "RACHEL BIRON!""
then as the car drives off all I see is his bobbing head out the window, " I know heerr"
It made me laugh. okay so that story stunk. well it was funny if you were there.
at least for me it was.
so the crowd left me.
and I was happy, because now I was going to DJ, to see you.
when I turned on the car, I heard a nasty noice, coming from the engine.
a ka'plunk, and a clang.
I should've called someone right then
but i HAD to go to DJ, no matter WHAT
so i got there, was happy, due to your you-ness.
-----
so then i did what had to be done.
called my parents, to tell them that the van was f'ed.
which ment NO FUN THAT NIGHT!
ARGH! but i could survive, i wasn't feeling that good anyway, so maybe it was like fate, for saving all the fun for a later day.
but then i found out that not only would I not have the van that night, I might not even have it back until late in the week.
WTF! annnddddddd.. she wants to leave for 4 days/maybe.
AND....she won't tell me/ the days we're leaving/for how long/how i am going to get to work/ or anything of the sort.
DUMB.