today was glorious.
today i decided i wasn't up for the whole school thing so i got in my car and left. i dont need school anymore, i've been accepted to college. so i up and left that bitch right after 3rd hour and came home and ate cupcakes and watched kindergarten cop and E! True Hollywood Story: The Spice Girls. it was fabulous. i was lucky enough to turn on kindergarten cop just in time to hear "boys have penises, girls have vaginas." brilliant.
oh i might mention also that i was sick so dont think i'm a hardass and was skipping school for no reason or anything. i'm softcore, leave me alone.
speaking of softcore, i never knew ginger spice was into "porn". the things you learn watching daytime tv. i realize i could have been watching daytime tv for three days during mardi gras, but it just feels so much better to konw everyone else is at school watching the insides of their eyelids as mr taylor drones on about sound waves and i was at home engorging myself with chocolate cupcakes and girl power trivia. yeah i know everyone is jealous.
so i napped for a bit and talked online for a bit and then nancy came home with delicious coffee rani salads and then i meant to go to the baseball game but i'm not sure what happened to that? nancy and i started talking and i never really got around to getting ready or actually leaving the house. oh well, it happens. and it was just a scrimmage after all...that'd be like someone coming to watch our time trials. ugh, hopefully we dont have to do that this year. actually i've never done a time trial before, but it sounds gruesome. but yeah...
so who wants to clue me in on when senior year turns so "awesomely fun" like everyone raves about? i've yet to experience this but i'm still waiting anxiously. maybe my hopes are too high? [my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so wont you kill me? so i die happy?]
i'm feeling chatty but there is no one to converse with. i should be reading my dumb book for world history but it's dumb and i dont want to. so there. instead i've been listening to purevolume.com at all these new break out bands. actually they might just be break out for me, but they're still awesome. i plan on buying many cds off amazon.com whenever i become rich. i need a job. i wish i was 18 so i could work at gap with louis. there are 46 actual school days left for seniors. that is like barely considered school. and then right after that i become legal. that's a weird phrase, "become legal". it sounds like i'm an alien or something [not the extra terrestrial kind] and i'm going to become a legal citizen soon. i'll refrain from refering to turning 18 like that ever again. i will be able to lawfully purchase pornography and tobacco products soon. there, politically correct and precise.
i need help with valentines day. i'm a valentine's day virgin and i dont know what to buy. assistance will be greatly appreciated.
also, if anyone would like to buy me a memory card for my digital camera [or better yet, a new camera] that would also be greatly appreciated and i'll be willing to repay you with sexual favors.
more memory = minimal copulation, new camera = whatever you want.
gender is not a factor.
this is long and i am sorry.
oh i might mention also that i was sick so dont think i'm a hardass and was skipping school for no reason or anything. i'm softcore, leave me alone.
speaking of softcore, i never knew ginger spice was into "porn". the things you learn watching daytime tv. i realize i could have been watching daytime tv for three days during mardi gras, but it just feels so much better to konw everyone else is at school watching the insides of their eyelids as mr taylor drones on about sound waves and i was at home engorging myself with chocolate cupcakes and girl power trivia. yeah i know everyone is jealous.
so i napped for a bit and talked online for a bit and then nancy came home with delicious coffee rani salads and then i meant to go to the baseball game but i'm not sure what happened to that? nancy and i started talking and i never really got around to getting ready or actually leaving the house. oh well, it happens. and it was just a scrimmage after all...that'd be like someone coming to watch our time trials. ugh, hopefully we dont have to do that this year. actually i've never done a time trial before, but it sounds gruesome. but yeah...
so who wants to clue me in on when senior year turns so "awesomely fun" like everyone raves about? i've yet to experience this but i'm still waiting anxiously. maybe my hopes are too high? [my hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me, so wont you kill me? so i die happy?]
i'm feeling chatty but there is no one to converse with. i should be reading my dumb book for world history but it's dumb and i dont want to. so there. instead i've been listening to purevolume.com at all these new break out bands. actually they might just be break out for me, but they're still awesome. i plan on buying many cds off amazon.com whenever i become rich. i need a job. i wish i was 18 so i could work at gap with louis. there are 46 actual school days left for seniors. that is like barely considered school. and then right after that i become legal. that's a weird phrase, "become legal". it sounds like i'm an alien or something [not the extra terrestrial kind] and i'm going to become a legal citizen soon. i'll refrain from refering to turning 18 like that ever again. i will be able to lawfully purchase pornography and tobacco products soon. there, politically correct and precise.
i need help with valentines day. i'm a valentine's day virgin and i dont know what to buy. assistance will be greatly appreciated.
also, if anyone would like to buy me a memory card for my digital camera [or better yet, a new camera] that would also be greatly appreciated and i'll be willing to repay you with sexual favors.
more memory = minimal copulation, new camera = whatever you want.
gender is not a factor.
this is long and i am sorry.