There are sometimes that I wonder, and sometimes I don't care...
Today I had to get blood drawn. What an ass-load of fun that was. The guy that did is was kinda hot.He was being really funny for a Saturday morning. I told him I was trying not to laugh because my boyfriend just told me a story about one time when he had to have blood drawn but he passed out because he forgot to breathe again...(silly Andrew).The guy started laughing and told me that the first time he had to draw somebody's blood, he almost passed out.The guy whose blood he was drawing had to hold him up with his other arm!lmao!!!That guy was really funny.
So I figure if I get to see my little cousin Katelyn after the concert Wednesday, my back is gunna hurt hella bad on Thursday.But I can't tell Uncle Bill that or he may never let me pick her up again.The kid is seven,now.We used to wrestle when she was five. My Uncle Bill says that I am getting to old to let a seven-year-old beat me up anymore.I am getting old...I'm gunna be sixteen very soon,and I expect my birthday to pass withas little recognition as last year.Nobody knew it was my b-day last year during finals.But that was okay because that meant that I wouldn't have to put up with peoplw telling me that they didn't know it was my birthday.That's always the worst. But I'm not entirely sure I can get away with it again because this year my friends are set on celebrating everything. Doesn't that sound like alot of fun?
My dad can't type.Well, neither can I,but the way he types makes it seem like I can really well.
-Lennie
Scratch my head as I fall down,
Feel my way around the town...
I'm falling forever in the deepness of your frown.
So I figure if I get to see my little cousin Katelyn after the concert Wednesday, my back is gunna hurt hella bad on Thursday.But I can't tell Uncle Bill that or he may never let me pick her up again.The kid is seven,now.We used to wrestle when she was five. My Uncle Bill says that I am getting to old to let a seven-year-old beat me up anymore.I am getting old...I'm gunna be sixteen very soon,and I expect my birthday to pass withas little recognition as last year.Nobody knew it was my b-day last year during finals.But that was okay because that meant that I wouldn't have to put up with peoplw telling me that they didn't know it was my birthday.That's always the worst. But I'm not entirely sure I can get away with it again because this year my friends are set on celebrating everything. Doesn't that sound like alot of fun?
My dad can't type.Well, neither can I,but the way he types makes it seem like I can really well.
-Lennie
Scratch my head as I fall down,
Feel my way around the town...
I'm falling forever in the deepness of your frown.