Half fold
ah. i got such a good nights sleep last night.
No early bird mornings. just good ol' getting up at 10 o'clock fun.
yesterday was fun, besides getting harassed by the "ghetto" [see how i used quoatation marks...] jackasses harassed us. we've never did one thing to them except be smarter than them. and secretly think about how what big jerks they are and how tight their clothing is and how they'll be working in walbaums [no offence to any Walbaum's employee's] in 10 years in our minds.
Later on, Ashley and I, the cool cats that we are, we went to Blockbuster and rented Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Crash Bandacoot. we were very animated and frustrated in our gaming. then we stopped because we couldnt beat the stupid dinosaur things on a level on TMNT. believe me, it was hard. we played some card game and gosipped about celebrities.
later on, I passed out on my recliner chair after ashley left.
today, i went to starbuck's and hallmark gold crown,Pier 1, and a few other stops with my dad. we got my mom some Mother's Day stuff. Pier 1 makes me mad. why you ask? because of all the nice, but expensive stuff that i want in my room, but i cant have. we got my mom wine glasses. I'm sure your rather entertained [not] with my daily life. go read someone elses livejournal. someone who writes awesome poerty or writes in depth stories with funny commentary. i, for one, cannot do either of those things. I wont be offended if you x out. i understand. but if you stay, thanks. i knew i had at least one supporter.
so heres a poem to maybe change your mind about x-ing out of my livejournal:
[bongo sounds optional]
the cat
went splat
and the girl cried
because her cat died
and she could'nt sleep
her thoughts were too deep
and she remembered all the good times
and they all sounded like sweet chimes
so she fell into light slumber
without counting a number
and the sweet child
oh, yes, she smiled
applause, thank you.
No early bird mornings. just good ol' getting up at 10 o'clock fun.
yesterday was fun, besides getting harassed by the "ghetto" [see how i used quoatation marks...] jackasses harassed us. we've never did one thing to them except be smarter than them. and secretly think about how what big jerks they are and how tight their clothing is and how they'll be working in walbaums [no offence to any Walbaum's employee's] in 10 years in our minds.
Later on, Ashley and I, the cool cats that we are, we went to Blockbuster and rented Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and Crash Bandacoot. we were very animated and frustrated in our gaming. then we stopped because we couldnt beat the stupid dinosaur things on a level on TMNT. believe me, it was hard. we played some card game and gosipped about celebrities.
later on, I passed out on my recliner chair after ashley left.
today, i went to starbuck's and hallmark gold crown,Pier 1, and a few other stops with my dad. we got my mom some Mother's Day stuff. Pier 1 makes me mad. why you ask? because of all the nice, but expensive stuff that i want in my room, but i cant have. we got my mom wine glasses. I'm sure your rather entertained [not] with my daily life. go read someone elses livejournal. someone who writes awesome poerty or writes in depth stories with funny commentary. i, for one, cannot do either of those things. I wont be offended if you x out. i understand. but if you stay, thanks. i knew i had at least one supporter.
so heres a poem to maybe change your mind about x-ing out of my livejournal:
[bongo sounds optional]
the cat
went splat
and the girl cried
because her cat died
and she could'nt sleep
her thoughts were too deep
and she remembered all the good times
and they all sounded like sweet chimes
so she fell into light slumber
without counting a number
and the sweet child
oh, yes, she smiled
applause, thank you.