ehhhhhh
Dear fans:
I wanted a Friday night with nothing to do, and that's what I got. ...... I'M SO BORED! Gah! What was I thinking?! "No, I don't want to hang out or go someplace because it's my night off and I want to chill at home..." Man, I need to stop being so stupid.
Fans, you will appreciate this, I'm sure. Here's a bit of advice for you: "If you don't have enemies, you don't have character." Well, I sure do have tons of enemies, so I guess my character is pretty spectacular. Paul Newman said that. Hey, who wouldn't trust an actor with his own brand of salad dressing?!
Sam, I hope you enjoy VA. without me... I now wish I could have gone. Stupid Quinn is making me deal with all those jerks at practice tomorrow all by myself... ugh.
That is all.
-Jackie
***EDIT*** So I officially have a ticket to the Phillies game next Sunday. We get box seats and everything. Unfortunately, it's this "Family Day" thing with my mom and dad's coworkers so that means (according to my mom) I have to be nice and converse with her boss's son who's my age named... Bubba. HA! Isn't that hilarious? Now, I won't be watching the game of course, it's opening day for the Eagles. So I'll be watching that game on one of those sweet little TVs, and how can I possibly hold a conversation with some kid named Bubba while watching football?! Honestly...
I wanted a Friday night with nothing to do, and that's what I got. ...... I'M SO BORED! Gah! What was I thinking?! "No, I don't want to hang out or go someplace because it's my night off and I want to chill at home..." Man, I need to stop being so stupid.
Fans, you will appreciate this, I'm sure. Here's a bit of advice for you: "If you don't have enemies, you don't have character." Well, I sure do have tons of enemies, so I guess my character is pretty spectacular. Paul Newman said that. Hey, who wouldn't trust an actor with his own brand of salad dressing?!
Sam, I hope you enjoy VA. without me... I now wish I could have gone. Stupid Quinn is making me deal with all those jerks at practice tomorrow all by myself... ugh.
That is all.
-Jackie
***EDIT*** So I officially have a ticket to the Phillies game next Sunday. We get box seats and everything. Unfortunately, it's this "Family Day" thing with my mom and dad's coworkers so that means (according to my mom) I have to be nice and converse with her boss's son who's my age named... Bubba. HA! Isn't that hilarious? Now, I won't be watching the game of course, it's opening day for the Eagles. So I'll be watching that game on one of those sweet little TVs, and how can I possibly hold a conversation with some kid named Bubba while watching football?! Honestly...