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Hm.
I got surgery.
When they started to put me under I started laughing really hard. And super loud.
They responded to my uncontrollable fits of laughter by saying, "Someone's got the giggles"
Which inevitably, made me laugh harder. And louder. I snorted too.
They put the mask on my face, and I was still laughing. A little chinese man, asked me if I had experimented with drugs within the past 24 hours. Which I hadn't. But He completely disreguarded the correct pronounciation of all vowels, and words. Which made me laugh so hard I almost threw up.
Reguardless of whether or not they thought I was special needs,the doctors and nurses were extremely nice, and they gave me a coloring book, a sticker book, a juice box, and a hefty perks prescription after the procedure. I was very appriciative.
MOVING ONNNNN...
Theres this cop in whitman, that follows me everywhere, He goes by the matronymic of Officer Benton.
I don't expect you to fully grasp the hazards this type of this situation subjects my way of living too.
I will provide you with some examples in order to vividly illistrate this calamity;
1. Meeting A-ox& K.C. at Mobile around 2 Am;;;
Q: Who circles the area, 14 times in the time span of 2 minutes?
A: Officer Benton, thats who.
2. Blue and red flashing lights, illuminating my bed room at 4 AM causing me to awake in fright, and get a headache.
Q: Who do I see parked outside my house? And Further more, who decides to repel danger against my dead end street for the remainder of the night?
A: Officer Benton Super Star.
3. Hanover. Side street.Story ends here.
Q: Who finds the house at the end of the cirlce, delightfully charasmatic, enough so that he just happens to be attending the open house that day, in uniform, with the company car?
A: Whitman's finest. Officer B.
4. Saftlers Parking lot. Alcohol in car, under my feet more specifically. 1 AM, after spending the night down at hummarock, enough said. Britt, SC, K$, RIDLLLLONNN, forky, Cliff, ect.
Q: "WHO WANTS TO GO TO JAIL TONIGHT, RAISE YOUR HAND?"
A: Who is, Officer Benton.
5. 12 O'Clock. Techno CD, MIA.
Q: "Just tell me if you girls are drinking, I mean I'm not going to arrest you."
A: OFFICER BENTON, HOLDING IT DOWN, ONCE AGAIN.
And thats just brushing upon the surface, it goes much,much deeper than that.
Given our history, I wasn't the least bit surprised, when I saw Officer Best friend trying to conceal his ford explorer police cruiser weapon of mass destruction 2006, behind a large tree on Cherry Street, waiting to ambush his prey, which just so happened to be us, go figure, the moment we passed. Now, I didnt even bother to question the fact that I saw him 5 minutes prior,to us even being on pleasent street, over by the brockton line, and I know he wasn't behind us the whole ride from, Brokecity, to Pleasent Street.Which brings me to my next point, Stalking is against the law. Anywho, as soon as we turned onto pleasent street, Grubbs slowed down to 30, because we saw his WMD way up ahead, dwelling in his pathetic excuse for a disguise. He started pulling out before we were even past him. Pulled her over. 120$ speeding ticket. Apparently, G-rubbs was going 42 in a 30. I think he just really likes us. Sometimes, when hes arresting my neighbors, or sitting across the street from my house, waiting for his next victim, he talks to my cat.
LA BOYZBOYZBOYZ GOT KICKED OUT OF THEIR ROOM AT PRIORITY AGAIN. COOL.
The other day, I was suppose to leave with THE G$ after MCAS. HOWEVER, they finished their tests at different times, So Ryan and Tom left and thought I left with Mike and Cam, who left, and thought I left wit Ryan and Tom. In conclusion, I was stranded at school for the rest of the day.And I wasn't happy about it. Today, we had a rally, and no one wanted to go. So Me, Britt& Mellissa were going to leave. Due to Alcatraz thinking its awesome, sophomores left before seniors, therefore sabotaging our plans. So I thought to myself, "Look Je$$e, Find Ryan&Co. and Leave before the Fleockonater personally escorts you to the gym and makes you sit with the mentally retarded kids" So I frantically searched for Ryan before I got swept into the gym by grubbs and the mad swarm of enthusiastic teenagers. Needless to say, the rally made me want to eat a gun.Kehrein and myself made fun of everyone, therefore keeping ourselves somewhat entertained. cool life.
I love my life.
Everything is good.
I love everyone.
My friends are terrific, I'm really happy, Nothing is bad, nothing is ever bad.
Someone come car shopping with me,THANKKKK YOUUU.
I'm aware the length of this entry is inconcievable, and for that I apologize tremendously.
I got surgery.
When they started to put me under I started laughing really hard. And super loud.
They responded to my uncontrollable fits of laughter by saying, "Someone's got the giggles"
Which inevitably, made me laugh harder. And louder. I snorted too.
They put the mask on my face, and I was still laughing. A little chinese man, asked me if I had experimented with drugs within the past 24 hours. Which I hadn't. But He completely disreguarded the correct pronounciation of all vowels, and words. Which made me laugh so hard I almost threw up.
Reguardless of whether or not they thought I was special needs,the doctors and nurses were extremely nice, and they gave me a coloring book, a sticker book, a juice box, and a hefty perks prescription after the procedure. I was very appriciative.
MOVING ONNNNN...
Theres this cop in whitman, that follows me everywhere, He goes by the matronymic of Officer Benton.
I don't expect you to fully grasp the hazards this type of this situation subjects my way of living too.
I will provide you with some examples in order to vividly illistrate this calamity;
1. Meeting A-ox& K.C. at Mobile around 2 Am;;;
Q: Who circles the area, 14 times in the time span of 2 minutes?
A: Officer Benton, thats who.
2. Blue and red flashing lights, illuminating my bed room at 4 AM causing me to awake in fright, and get a headache.
Q: Who do I see parked outside my house? And Further more, who decides to repel danger against my dead end street for the remainder of the night?
A: Officer Benton Super Star.
3. Hanover. Side street.Story ends here.
Q: Who finds the house at the end of the cirlce, delightfully charasmatic, enough so that he just happens to be attending the open house that day, in uniform, with the company car?
A: Whitman's finest. Officer B.
4. Saftlers Parking lot. Alcohol in car, under my feet more specifically. 1 AM, after spending the night down at hummarock, enough said. Britt, SC, K$, RIDLLLLONNN, forky, Cliff, ect.
Q: "WHO WANTS TO GO TO JAIL TONIGHT, RAISE YOUR HAND?"
A: Who is, Officer Benton.
5. 12 O'Clock. Techno CD, MIA.
Q: "Just tell me if you girls are drinking, I mean I'm not going to arrest you."
A: OFFICER BENTON, HOLDING IT DOWN, ONCE AGAIN.
And thats just brushing upon the surface, it goes much,much deeper than that.
Given our history, I wasn't the least bit surprised, when I saw Officer Best friend trying to conceal his ford explorer police cruiser weapon of mass destruction 2006, behind a large tree on Cherry Street, waiting to ambush his prey, which just so happened to be us, go figure, the moment we passed. Now, I didnt even bother to question the fact that I saw him 5 minutes prior,to us even being on pleasent street, over by the brockton line, and I know he wasn't behind us the whole ride from, Brokecity, to Pleasent Street.Which brings me to my next point, Stalking is against the law. Anywho, as soon as we turned onto pleasent street, Grubbs slowed down to 30, because we saw his WMD way up ahead, dwelling in his pathetic excuse for a disguise. He started pulling out before we were even past him. Pulled her over. 120$ speeding ticket. Apparently, G-rubbs was going 42 in a 30. I think he just really likes us. Sometimes, when hes arresting my neighbors, or sitting across the street from my house, waiting for his next victim, he talks to my cat.
LA BOYZBOYZBOYZ GOT KICKED OUT OF THEIR ROOM AT PRIORITY AGAIN. COOL.
The other day, I was suppose to leave with THE G$ after MCAS. HOWEVER, they finished their tests at different times, So Ryan and Tom left and thought I left with Mike and Cam, who left, and thought I left wit Ryan and Tom. In conclusion, I was stranded at school for the rest of the day.And I wasn't happy about it. Today, we had a rally, and no one wanted to go. So Me, Britt& Mellissa were going to leave. Due to Alcatraz thinking its awesome, sophomores left before seniors, therefore sabotaging our plans. So I thought to myself, "Look Je$$e, Find Ryan&Co. and Leave before the Fleockonater personally escorts you to the gym and makes you sit with the mentally retarded kids" So I frantically searched for Ryan before I got swept into the gym by grubbs and the mad swarm of enthusiastic teenagers. Needless to say, the rally made me want to eat a gun.Kehrein and myself made fun of everyone, therefore keeping ourselves somewhat entertained. cool life.
I love my life.
Everything is good.
I love everyone.
My friends are terrific, I'm really happy, Nothing is bad, nothing is ever bad.
Someone come car shopping with me,THANKKKK YOUUU.
I'm aware the length of this entry is inconcievable, and for that I apologize tremendously.