My KNEES!
Gymnastics be damned. I have the equivalent of shin splints, which plagued me last year, in my knees. I'm sure there is a name for it, besides "the equivalent, of shin splints in the knees", something like oschensliers or whateeeever. I had to tumble with them because my coach though I just wanted to get out of doing conditioning. Which I did want to do, but that's beside the point. Well after I finish this quick, bland entry I'm going to soak my poor disheveled knees in hot watah.
Today we had another singing prodigy. Except this guy sucked. He sounded like Jimmy Buffett, and his songs sucked, too. But me and my friends talked to him this morning before he performed. If he were and actual known singer, ie if he had talent, we would have like gotten backstage. But instead we got to go up there and shake these coconuts that had like beads in them. It was weird because when he called us up he said to me "Ok, you. Gotta have my girl in the stripe. She's my girl." No, I'm not. I talked to you and asked you what your influences were and now I'm your special buddy? And when I was on the stage he was like whispering to me "Come closer, come toward me." Now maybe I'm reading too much into this, but it creeped ME out. I'm just so sexy I can't keep all those come over oldies off me. And he was a real asshole when he came early for the class after mine. We asked him to watch part of the play and he had his head down the whole time. Bastard.
Oh, yeah. Something fun. Alan, the new kid in the AA, is really awesome. He likes really cool music and he's funny, too. He's not just the new kid, he's my friend! I don't know what level of sarcasm or stupidity should be put into that when you read it. But he is my friend, he's awesome.
Todays lyric of the day "My mom says I'm a catch, I'm popular."
C'mon guys, we're still working on mondays! Even if you don't know the lyric all you cheaters can just copy it into Google and get it. J33z d00dz!11!!!!!!!!111231!~234@#$
Till my knee caps crumble beneath my skin and I keel over in a puddle of my own shame,
-MOM
Today we had another singing prodigy. Except this guy sucked. He sounded like Jimmy Buffett, and his songs sucked, too. But me and my friends talked to him this morning before he performed. If he were and actual known singer, ie if he had talent, we would have like gotten backstage. But instead we got to go up there and shake these coconuts that had like beads in them. It was weird because when he called us up he said to me "Ok, you. Gotta have my girl in the stripe. She's my girl." No, I'm not. I talked to you and asked you what your influences were and now I'm your special buddy? And when I was on the stage he was like whispering to me "Come closer, come toward me." Now maybe I'm reading too much into this, but it creeped ME out. I'm just so sexy I can't keep all those come over oldies off me. And he was a real asshole when he came early for the class after mine. We asked him to watch part of the play and he had his head down the whole time. Bastard.
Oh, yeah. Something fun. Alan, the new kid in the AA, is really awesome. He likes really cool music and he's funny, too. He's not just the new kid, he's my friend! I don't know what level of sarcasm or stupidity should be put into that when you read it. But he is my friend, he's awesome.
Todays lyric of the day "My mom says I'm a catch, I'm popular."
C'mon guys, we're still working on mondays! Even if you don't know the lyric all you cheaters can just copy it into Google and get it. J33z d00dz!11!!!!!!!!111231!~234@#$
Till my knee caps crumble beneath my skin and I keel over in a puddle of my own shame,
-MOM