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Yesterday afternoon was alright. Chilled at the computer for awhile. Sister spazzes out because she wants to use the phone. The same little brat calls ALL THE FUCKING TIME. Anyway, I go out and go to Blake's house. Before that I stopped at Grandma's. Blake got a new sleeper couch and recliners, so that was pimp. He also got like 500+ rounds of ammunition for one of his guns. He says I should start skating again. I don't know...I talked to my mom abut me getting insurance on the T-bird. She's going to help me pay for it, so I can drive soon. I talked to Malloree and Morgan last night. Haha that's funny. Malloree Morgan and Morgan. Haha. I'm such a ditz.
Today has been alright. Same routine. I hate getting up early. I hope I don't go into work early tomorrow. I need to call Himanshu and get my schedule for this weekend. I need money. I am saving for insurance. Anyway, I woke up and got dressed. Went to school. Vicki said I looked like shit today, I guess because I was sleepy and I looked like I was bumming. I said she did too, but we were both joking. I sat through Trigonometry. I can't pay attention in that class for anything. I don't know what it is. We went over our homework. She never takes it up, and if you can't do it, she shows you how. That helped because I didn't understand a lot of it, nor did I have a graphing calculator. We went to homeroom and got our EOCT scores from last semester. I made a 658 on my American Lit Test, which was converted to a 92. That's an A. I was happy. I made a 642 on my US History test. That translates into a 91. I find that odd, because US History was my better class. I sucked, blew, ate, spit, and swallowed in American Lit, and I liked US History better anyway. I went to SAT Prep and talked to Stephanie and Gonorrhea Samson. Haha we gave her that nickname. She's Filipino, and I accidentally called her Jalepeno. Hah.. We did a college trivia scavenger hunt. It was alright. Now I am in Web Page Design. It's cool. I have no work, since I finished yesterday's assignment. Coach Hansen is a PIMP.
Well I'm gonna go update MySpace or something. Email is xedgexc0rex@AOL.com, find me on there.
Work tomorrow! Which means I make some much-needed money. Afterward I have Morgan's family-guy marathon at her house. I love chilling over there. Morgan kicks ass and I like her friends. I don't think I've met one I didn't like.
My headphones are broke. Only the right earbud works.
I'm gone. Leave me comments, since I am now updating on a regular basis.
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Wow, now I sound like Paris Hilton.
That really IS hot. I learned that HTML code in here.
Today has been alright. Same routine. I hate getting up early. I hope I don't go into work early tomorrow. I need to call Himanshu and get my schedule for this weekend. I need money. I am saving for insurance. Anyway, I woke up and got dressed. Went to school. Vicki said I looked like shit today, I guess because I was sleepy and I looked like I was bumming. I said she did too, but we were both joking. I sat through Trigonometry. I can't pay attention in that class for anything. I don't know what it is. We went over our homework. She never takes it up, and if you can't do it, she shows you how. That helped because I didn't understand a lot of it, nor did I have a graphing calculator. We went to homeroom and got our EOCT scores from last semester. I made a 658 on my American Lit Test, which was converted to a 92. That's an A. I was happy. I made a 642 on my US History test. That translates into a 91. I find that odd, because US History was my better class. I sucked, blew, ate, spit, and swallowed in American Lit, and I liked US History better anyway. I went to SAT Prep and talked to Stephanie and Gonorrhea Samson. Haha we gave her that nickname. She's Filipino, and I accidentally called her Jalepeno. Hah.. We did a college trivia scavenger hunt. It was alright. Now I am in Web Page Design. It's cool. I have no work, since I finished yesterday's assignment. Coach Hansen is a PIMP.
Well I'm gonna go update MySpace or something. Email is xedgexc0rex@AOL.com, find me on there.
Work tomorrow! Which means I make some much-needed money. Afterward I have Morgan's family-guy marathon at her house. I love chilling over there. Morgan kicks ass and I like her friends. I don't think I've met one I didn't like.
My headphones are broke. Only the right earbud works.
I'm gone. Leave me comments, since I am now updating on a regular basis.
"That's Hot"
Wow, now I sound like Paris Hilton.
That really IS hot. I learned that HTML code in here.