Booya
After losing in NBA Live 06 to my brother, I demanded a rematch. I bet him I could beat him with the same team that just lost by 18. I completely humiliated and frustrated him. He cursed, yelled, and kicked his way to a 102-52 loss. Then we measured ourselves with a tape measure. We came out to almost 5'7, while I was almost 5'9. Odd, because he looks about my height sometimes. Maybe I have bad posture. I think we'd both be taller in the morning. I also have a strong suspicion that most people who say they are 5'6 are lying, since my brother is just over 5'6 and he towers over those people.
I missed a friend's birthday celebration since he went to a bar and I'm still 20. Now I have realized the positive side of being under 20: I'm not expected to waste time and money in a bar. Underage kids don't ask me to buy them alcohol. I have another year before I waste money in Vegas.
Tomorrow at work I have to bring my own cup to drink water, because we're out of plastic cups. I also have to bring headphones to listen to an hour of training for a new program we're using.
I missed a friend's birthday celebration since he went to a bar and I'm still 20. Now I have realized the positive side of being under 20: I'm not expected to waste time and money in a bar. Underage kids don't ask me to buy them alcohol. I have another year before I waste money in Vegas.
Tomorrow at work I have to bring my own cup to drink water, because we're out of plastic cups. I also have to bring headphones to listen to an hour of training for a new program we're using.