where's the fucking snow!!!?????
bitch.
well, it snowed, but on the day that i had to drive to frickin New York to get things thrown at my car in the Bronx. good times.
I have decided that i hate New York. They should have a cute little symbol for hate. Then I'd get one of those "I NY" shirts only instead of the heart, it would have the cute little symbol for hate.
Maybe "hate" is too strong a word. But I am definitely so over Manhattan. It's no fun unless you're rich, or perhaps with a group of insane, crazy friends. I could see many amusing times if the duckies went galavanting around Manhattan. and way better if we got HannaH 21 first.
i want snow. i wicked want to go sledding. like wicked wicked bad. and I only have a week and a half left here.
my dad and i went on a very fun adventure to get our driver's licenses renewed. it was kind of amusing because there was this littleold lady in front of us in line, and when they asked her to read the letters for the eye test, she was all "A...Y...19..." 19? we in line were fairly certain that there were no numbers in the thing, but we were definitely sure that there were no double-digit numbers in the thingy. Later, when they had her read from the eye chart on the wall, she saw a 20. At least she was honest. I mean, she didn't just guess a letter, going for that 1 in 26 chance. She saw a 19, so she said 19.
i'm bored.
the end.
well, it snowed, but on the day that i had to drive to frickin New York to get things thrown at my car in the Bronx. good times.
I have decided that i hate New York. They should have a cute little symbol for hate. Then I'd get one of those "I NY" shirts only instead of the heart, it would have the cute little symbol for hate.
Maybe "hate" is too strong a word. But I am definitely so over Manhattan. It's no fun unless you're rich, or perhaps with a group of insane, crazy friends. I could see many amusing times if the duckies went galavanting around Manhattan. and way better if we got HannaH 21 first.
i want snow. i wicked want to go sledding. like wicked wicked bad. and I only have a week and a half left here.
my dad and i went on a very fun adventure to get our driver's licenses renewed. it was kind of amusing because there was this littleold lady in front of us in line, and when they asked her to read the letters for the eye test, she was all "A...Y...19..." 19? we in line were fairly certain that there were no numbers in the thing, but we were definitely sure that there were no double-digit numbers in the thingy. Later, when they had her read from the eye chart on the wall, she saw a 20. At least she was honest. I mean, she didn't just guess a letter, going for that 1 in 26 chance. She saw a 19, so she said 19.
i'm bored.
the end.