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monday and tuesday we didn't have any school [Apparently it was too cold]
wednesday we had research and I had a soccer game...I'm pretty sure we lost.
Thursday was a normal day
Friday I worked and then after work I went home ...and I don't remember what I did...
Saturday morning I worked and then I went to Patrick's Snowcoming...he was snowcoming king and he took the two hottest girls there. Then we all went to Big Boys afterwards with Forton and his girlfriend and I think I suceeded In freaking her out so that rocks. I've been gaining weight...that sucks...after I lost so much...but I've been missing practices lately and eating way to freaking much...
anyways...Saturday night i spent the night at Leahs and left at like 9:30 the next morning because they had to go to a Choir Camp thing...then I don't really remember what I did for the rest of the day...I probably sat around and watched TV and stuff and then went to soccer from 2-5...2-4 was regular soccer and everything pissed me off...we had to play with guys so they'd try to play and not include me...and I hated every second of it...and then we played 5v5 and I sucked...and we played handball which basically just fucking sucks assholes and I hate that fucking game....All i managed tro do was get yelled at and have to do pushups...
4-5 we had goalie training and it was just the second session so far...Vicki was there this time. We basically just did most of the same stuff that we did last time...he's trying to get it drilled into our heads and I did much better this week than last week so I guess it's working...
Then I went home and tried to focus on Psychology...but I hate it...so that didn't go well and I sat around and moped and did nothing until desperate housewives came on and Kylie was here and I think we're starting to be ok with eachother again...so that's good...then brothers and sisters came on and Kylie went home... and then i washed some clothes and went to bed...
Monday...now that...was an interesting day...
School went fine...Spanish we played el serpiente and I did much better than anyone expected me too...English was our rough draft starting for our research papers...mine isn't coming so well and It's due in class on thursday...Sparling...we had a test that we were getting back and he handed back the ones that he graded but He hadn't graded mine yet So i was kinda sad. Lunch was nifty...we got back our compatability tests for $3 and My most compatible in my grade were chris forehand, Chris ludwig, Jordan Krause, and 2 other guys like that...I giggled...it was kinda funny. My best friends were brittany knight [hah] Rachel Caruss, and Brittany buchler, and my most compatible match in the whole school....I don't remember...but Mr. Gray was my 5th most compatible in the whole school. lol.
Then after school I went home and started carving mine and Meagans car and I worked at it for like an hour and a half and it was going really well...and Then I had to get to work...So I left for work and left it in the house and then I went to work and worked...Sue and I don't get along. We but head...she does things wrong and I try to fix them without making a big deal out of it and then she sees them and gets pissed off like "YOU'RE GOING BEHIND MY BACK TO FIX THAT?!" and So i just said to her if it's wrong it can't stay that way and it has to be fixed" and she said "I wish people would do that for me in the basement" and I wanted to say that no one fucking cares what the basement looks like, customers don't see the basement so it can look like a fucking hurricane and about 4 whole people would care...if the store looked like a hurricane no one would shop there and we'd lose hundreds of dollars per day...but I didn't say that.
then after work I went to subway to get food and I was talking to Brian in there about his being gone so long being sick and then Anna came in and told me that i was buying her and Jen cookies...they came out of nowhere so I bought them cookies and then Jen gave me money back anyways...then I drove home and ended up following them...then i headed back out to the barn to finish my carving...and this is where it gets super interesting...
So earlier in the day Dad had spent awhile finding me different finishing tools and telling me what each did and how to use it and what touse it for and all these other things that helped tremendously...So I knew that I had to chip out a small little piece that was giving me trouble...So I thought about what tool dad had said to use and I remembered this little angled chisel type instrument that he said to use and it was about 6 inches long...just perfect size and I was like "how handy" so i looked and i couldn't find it...but then after a few moments i spotted it's cherry finished handle under another tool on the bench and with a little shout of "AH-HA!" I grabbed it and pulled it out...then i slowly began to chip away little pieces at a time until i got alittle bit deeper and it started to give me alittle bit of trouble...I was like "Hmm...this is getting kinda tough" So i tried a few other tools and nothing seemed to work as well...So i went back to my trusty chisel tool and began chiseling away until i hit another hard spot and i was pushing and pushing with both hands...and i couldn't get it...So i put my left hand on my monkey boat thing that i was carving to stabalize it and pushed with my right hand and then i felt it going through and i was like "Yes! Score!" and then i felt my right hand go flying as it was released when the wood broke off...and then i felt alittle prick and chip in my left thumb...and I was like "Wait...no way..." and I knew that i must have hit my thumb with the pick because I felt it hit...but it didn't hurt...it felt like I might have just hit it with a blunt object...like the handle...and For a moment i couldn't decide what to do...i hand't even looked at it yet...it didn't hurt at all...I didn't want to look because if it was sick and ripped open I might pass out and bleed out right there...but if it didn't ven break skin then I wanted to get back to work...so after about 10 seconds [which was alot of time to just stand there] I felt a little tickle on my elbox and looked down to see my entire arm covered in blood and a little pool on the ground...that was fun...so at that point i looked at my thumb which I can literally see INTO and I don't pass out...but I do FLIP THE FUCK OUT. So I grab my hand as if i'm tryiong to stop the blood from dripping and the first words out of my mouth were calm and kinda quiet just "uh...help?" and at that point I cupped the dripping blood and sprinted to the house screaming "SHIT!"
So i come inside the house...I don't remember how i got the door open..but I did and I didn't think it was bleeding that bad by the time i got into the house but i opened the back door and mom was sitting there watching tv and I was like "I'm pretty sure I cut it to the bone" and she was like "what?" looks down at it and flips out runs screaming to the kitchen "PUT IT OVER THE SINK!" And I didn't realise how badly it was bleeding until then...i tipped my hand over and the blood came pouring out...There was a pan in the sink and I filled it halfway up with blood...there was a blood trail in the floor and it was all over the sink..she got me a rag adn I filled that up with blood and she called my dad to come home and see if he could fix it...meanwhile I seemed to be getting tired pretty fast...Jake was calling me a Pansy because he thought that since I wasn't crying it couldn't have been that bad...So then my dad finally got home and he took the rag off of my thumb and opened up the two flaps of skina dn i almost puked...but at the same time it was SOOO cool...then jake looked and couldn't finish what he was eating...you could see like little balls of soemthing and like the skin layer ending...and all the colors were pretty cool...I don't know if you could see the bone or if that was just another layer of something or a tendon or something...but it rocked hardcore...then my dad told me how to put a bandaid on it so that it wouldn't scra up to bad and Then i wrapped it in some gauze for protection and taped it up alittle bit...and that rocked...and Then I suddenly felt like I was gonna puke and I went to the bathroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I was pale as a ghost...that was alot of blood loss...So then the next thing i remember I woke up laying in moms bed and then I got up and followed the blood trail back to the barn to turn the heater and the lights off and get my monkey...no blood on the monkey so that was pretty good...then i followed the blood trail back to the house, and went to bed.
it was a good night...
Then this morning i woke up, tape a huge plastic bag on my hand, took a shower, ripped all the hair off my arm trying to get the tapeoff, attempted to blowdry my hair...got to school on time...it was twisted tuesday...that was funny...spanish we had a test and I feel like i did well. I have a 91.4% in that class...so that's good and after I redo my test then I'll be doing even better.
English- Byars wasn't there and I felt alone...they did the singing valentines and Byars was creeped out by mine from her "Secret admirer" that said "Watching you from afar makes me want to watch you up closed" But then she figured out that it was from me after not to long...so that sucked....but yeah. I did get alot done...
Psychology I bled everywhere and had to go to the bathroom halfway through the hour and clean blood off of my everything. I got ym test back and it was like 83.5%...just like every othertest I've taken
Then during Lunch meagan and Nick and I ran back to my house to get Meagan and My car and stuff...and then we had physics and Meagan and I worked on the car and stuff...and we decided that our car is going to be able to be flipped over and one side is the monkies on the banana and one side will be the skull...so that's a pretty sweet idea and stuff...Our car is going to be fucking amazing...and our braking system kicks some fucking ass.
then we had a test in math and I got an 88% on my last one...so that's great...and stuff....I think I did pretty well on this one too...I feel pretty confident...it's going to be at least my usual 80-88%...If I really am as good as I think I am that is...
Then I went back to the school and saw Jen and Byars...I think they might hate me...then I got in my car and rushed home to get my research stuff and rushed back up to the school to work mith Meagan and David King on Resarch and then I got a cappucino and John wasn't there and Aaron made fun of me...so I went home and I've been here...the basketball games for tonight have been canceled because of the snow and I hope that we don't have school tomorrow...I really hope that we don't...
...anyways...i'm about to go and try to actually do homework tonight...then i'm gonna watch the episode of heroes that i missed from last night...K'BYE!
...I'M OUT!!
"uh...help?"
wednesday we had research and I had a soccer game...I'm pretty sure we lost.
Thursday was a normal day
Friday I worked and then after work I went home ...and I don't remember what I did...
Saturday morning I worked and then I went to Patrick's Snowcoming...he was snowcoming king and he took the two hottest girls there. Then we all went to Big Boys afterwards with Forton and his girlfriend and I think I suceeded In freaking her out so that rocks. I've been gaining weight...that sucks...after I lost so much...but I've been missing practices lately and eating way to freaking much...
anyways...Saturday night i spent the night at Leahs and left at like 9:30 the next morning because they had to go to a Choir Camp thing...then I don't really remember what I did for the rest of the day...I probably sat around and watched TV and stuff and then went to soccer from 2-5...2-4 was regular soccer and everything pissed me off...we had to play with guys so they'd try to play and not include me...and I hated every second of it...and then we played 5v5 and I sucked...and we played handball which basically just fucking sucks assholes and I hate that fucking game....All i managed tro do was get yelled at and have to do pushups...
4-5 we had goalie training and it was just the second session so far...Vicki was there this time. We basically just did most of the same stuff that we did last time...he's trying to get it drilled into our heads and I did much better this week than last week so I guess it's working...
Then I went home and tried to focus on Psychology...but I hate it...so that didn't go well and I sat around and moped and did nothing until desperate housewives came on and Kylie was here and I think we're starting to be ok with eachother again...so that's good...then brothers and sisters came on and Kylie went home... and then i washed some clothes and went to bed...
Monday...now that...was an interesting day...
School went fine...Spanish we played el serpiente and I did much better than anyone expected me too...English was our rough draft starting for our research papers...mine isn't coming so well and It's due in class on thursday...Sparling...we had a test that we were getting back and he handed back the ones that he graded but He hadn't graded mine yet So i was kinda sad. Lunch was nifty...we got back our compatability tests for $3 and My most compatible in my grade were chris forehand, Chris ludwig, Jordan Krause, and 2 other guys like that...I giggled...it was kinda funny. My best friends were brittany knight [hah] Rachel Caruss, and Brittany buchler, and my most compatible match in the whole school....I don't remember...but Mr. Gray was my 5th most compatible in the whole school. lol.
Then after school I went home and started carving mine and Meagans car and I worked at it for like an hour and a half and it was going really well...and Then I had to get to work...So I left for work and left it in the house and then I went to work and worked...Sue and I don't get along. We but head...she does things wrong and I try to fix them without making a big deal out of it and then she sees them and gets pissed off like "YOU'RE GOING BEHIND MY BACK TO FIX THAT?!" and So i just said to her if it's wrong it can't stay that way and it has to be fixed" and she said "I wish people would do that for me in the basement" and I wanted to say that no one fucking cares what the basement looks like, customers don't see the basement so it can look like a fucking hurricane and about 4 whole people would care...if the store looked like a hurricane no one would shop there and we'd lose hundreds of dollars per day...but I didn't say that.
then after work I went to subway to get food and I was talking to Brian in there about his being gone so long being sick and then Anna came in and told me that i was buying her and Jen cookies...they came out of nowhere so I bought them cookies and then Jen gave me money back anyways...then I drove home and ended up following them...then i headed back out to the barn to finish my carving...and this is where it gets super interesting...
So earlier in the day Dad had spent awhile finding me different finishing tools and telling me what each did and how to use it and what touse it for and all these other things that helped tremendously...So I knew that I had to chip out a small little piece that was giving me trouble...So I thought about what tool dad had said to use and I remembered this little angled chisel type instrument that he said to use and it was about 6 inches long...just perfect size and I was like "how handy" so i looked and i couldn't find it...but then after a few moments i spotted it's cherry finished handle under another tool on the bench and with a little shout of "AH-HA!" I grabbed it and pulled it out...then i slowly began to chip away little pieces at a time until i got alittle bit deeper and it started to give me alittle bit of trouble...I was like "Hmm...this is getting kinda tough" So i tried a few other tools and nothing seemed to work as well...So i went back to my trusty chisel tool and began chiseling away until i hit another hard spot and i was pushing and pushing with both hands...and i couldn't get it...So i put my left hand on my monkey boat thing that i was carving to stabalize it and pushed with my right hand and then i felt it going through and i was like "Yes! Score!" and then i felt my right hand go flying as it was released when the wood broke off...and then i felt alittle prick and chip in my left thumb...and I was like "Wait...no way..." and I knew that i must have hit my thumb with the pick because I felt it hit...but it didn't hurt...it felt like I might have just hit it with a blunt object...like the handle...and For a moment i couldn't decide what to do...i hand't even looked at it yet...it didn't hurt at all...I didn't want to look because if it was sick and ripped open I might pass out and bleed out right there...but if it didn't ven break skin then I wanted to get back to work...so after about 10 seconds [which was alot of time to just stand there] I felt a little tickle on my elbox and looked down to see my entire arm covered in blood and a little pool on the ground...that was fun...so at that point i looked at my thumb which I can literally see INTO and I don't pass out...but I do FLIP THE FUCK OUT. So I grab my hand as if i'm tryiong to stop the blood from dripping and the first words out of my mouth were calm and kinda quiet just "uh...help?" and at that point I cupped the dripping blood and sprinted to the house screaming "SHIT!"
So i come inside the house...I don't remember how i got the door open..but I did and I didn't think it was bleeding that bad by the time i got into the house but i opened the back door and mom was sitting there watching tv and I was like "I'm pretty sure I cut it to the bone" and she was like "what?" looks down at it and flips out runs screaming to the kitchen "PUT IT OVER THE SINK!" And I didn't realise how badly it was bleeding until then...i tipped my hand over and the blood came pouring out...There was a pan in the sink and I filled it halfway up with blood...there was a blood trail in the floor and it was all over the sink..she got me a rag adn I filled that up with blood and she called my dad to come home and see if he could fix it...meanwhile I seemed to be getting tired pretty fast...Jake was calling me a Pansy because he thought that since I wasn't crying it couldn't have been that bad...So then my dad finally got home and he took the rag off of my thumb and opened up the two flaps of skina dn i almost puked...but at the same time it was SOOO cool...then jake looked and couldn't finish what he was eating...you could see like little balls of soemthing and like the skin layer ending...and all the colors were pretty cool...I don't know if you could see the bone or if that was just another layer of something or a tendon or something...but it rocked hardcore...then my dad told me how to put a bandaid on it so that it wouldn't scra up to bad and Then i wrapped it in some gauze for protection and taped it up alittle bit...and that rocked...and Then I suddenly felt like I was gonna puke and I went to the bathroom and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and I was pale as a ghost...that was alot of blood loss...So then the next thing i remember I woke up laying in moms bed and then I got up and followed the blood trail back to the barn to turn the heater and the lights off and get my monkey...no blood on the monkey so that was pretty good...then i followed the blood trail back to the house, and went to bed.
it was a good night...
Then this morning i woke up, tape a huge plastic bag on my hand, took a shower, ripped all the hair off my arm trying to get the tapeoff, attempted to blowdry my hair...got to school on time...it was twisted tuesday...that was funny...spanish we had a test and I feel like i did well. I have a 91.4% in that class...so that's good and after I redo my test then I'll be doing even better.
English- Byars wasn't there and I felt alone...they did the singing valentines and Byars was creeped out by mine from her "Secret admirer" that said "Watching you from afar makes me want to watch you up closed" But then she figured out that it was from me after not to long...so that sucked....but yeah. I did get alot done...
Psychology I bled everywhere and had to go to the bathroom halfway through the hour and clean blood off of my everything. I got ym test back and it was like 83.5%...just like every othertest I've taken
Then during Lunch meagan and Nick and I ran back to my house to get Meagan and My car and stuff...and then we had physics and Meagan and I worked on the car and stuff...and we decided that our car is going to be able to be flipped over and one side is the monkies on the banana and one side will be the skull...so that's a pretty sweet idea and stuff...Our car is going to be fucking amazing...and our braking system kicks some fucking ass.
then we had a test in math and I got an 88% on my last one...so that's great...and stuff....I think I did pretty well on this one too...I feel pretty confident...it's going to be at least my usual 80-88%...If I really am as good as I think I am that is...
Then I went back to the school and saw Jen and Byars...I think they might hate me...then I got in my car and rushed home to get my research stuff and rushed back up to the school to work mith Meagan and David King on Resarch and then I got a cappucino and John wasn't there and Aaron made fun of me...so I went home and I've been here...the basketball games for tonight have been canceled because of the snow and I hope that we don't have school tomorrow...I really hope that we don't...
...anyways...i'm about to go and try to actually do homework tonight...then i'm gonna watch the episode of heroes that i missed from last night...K'BYE!
...I'M OUT!!
"uh...help?"