never going to venice again
The Plan:
I was gunna take a 15 mile bike ride to Venice High to see a friend.
My Story:
After about riding the bike for about 7 miles (which was at the LAX airport) both of my fucken tires go flat (theres a whole). So i end up walking for about 4 miles (at least) until i finally get to a bike shop. They repaired the tires for 22.68 and took 30 min. I finally get to Venice Blvd and i take a right (cause thats what mapquest told me to do). After about riding the bike 2 miles i ask someone where the fucken high school is. He said its 4 miles in the OPPOSITE dirction. FUCK! So i ride back 4 miles and i go to the gym. So she leaves with her fucken mom and i have to ride my bike back to The Bridge which is another 2 miles (about) I wait for her there for about 30 min and she finally decides to show up. We hang out for a couple hours then my mom comes to pick me up.
I didnt eat one thing today...literally. Finally i had Jerk in the Box.
goodbye
I was gunna take a 15 mile bike ride to Venice High to see a friend.
My Story:
After about riding the bike for about 7 miles (which was at the LAX airport) both of my fucken tires go flat (theres a whole). So i end up walking for about 4 miles (at least) until i finally get to a bike shop. They repaired the tires for 22.68 and took 30 min. I finally get to Venice Blvd and i take a right (cause thats what mapquest told me to do). After about riding the bike 2 miles i ask someone where the fucken high school is. He said its 4 miles in the OPPOSITE dirction. FUCK! So i ride back 4 miles and i go to the gym. So she leaves with her fucken mom and i have to ride my bike back to The Bridge which is another 2 miles (about) I wait for her there for about 30 min and she finally decides to show up. We hang out for a couple hours then my mom comes to pick me up.
I didnt eat one thing today...literally. Finally i had Jerk in the Box.
goodbye