the perfect day???
Got back from Elon at like 3am, me and my dumb self didn't fall asleep until 5.
So, i woke up at 10 am for Discgolf, didn't get up. Patrick called me a couple times, I prolly should have gone. that was the only blemish on this day.
2:30 PM: Wake up. get to the game at around 2:45. 5 fuckin doll hairs for a ticket, which is so fuckin unsane. but its worth it. Sit with Patrick (and GF) Kit (and bro + friend) 3-0 lead with 1:06 left in the game. oooops 2 freak goals. oh well, as long as we didn't lose. We play Virginia Tech, in blacksburg on Tuesday night. Man, i wish i could be at that game. except i'll be home then. I really want us to win, so fuckin bad
ok, so after the game, i went and did nothing until my bud paul called. he apparently had an extra comp ticket for the opeara. HMS Pinafore. I had seen it once, when i was like 8ish at wolftrap, but all the songs are really catchy and stuff and the simpsons mentioned it once. It was a fun show. well worth it.
went home
did nothing
will came home, yelled at me to clean up
i did
the room looks really nice
ordered pizza at 1 am
shouldn't have eaten soo much
i wish i was asleep now.
i'm oot
ps. So this kid at UNCG on the facebook sent me a message regarding Pardon the Interruption (PTI). it was kind of cool. But then the next day, he friends me. i stare at for a couple days then decided. what the heck, i'll accept him as a friend. probably not more than an hour later, i get this message:
Hey,
Whats Up from the Sportsworld of PTI,hey hold the sports community hostage with that, u be the winner on that...
i don't know what it means, i hope he was drunk. does he think we are really friends or something? he can't even write coherant sentences.
oh yeah, in his pic it looks like he is wearing lipstick, but i think he just has really fuckin red lips naturally.
i actually have never sent a reply or anythign, but i'm kind of scared he might rape and kill me.
last year some ugly fat chick imed me and stuff but she stopped after one day after i told her off and put her in her place.
facebook scares me some times
So, i woke up at 10 am for Discgolf, didn't get up. Patrick called me a couple times, I prolly should have gone. that was the only blemish on this day.
2:30 PM: Wake up. get to the game at around 2:45. 5 fuckin doll hairs for a ticket, which is so fuckin unsane. but its worth it. Sit with Patrick (and GF) Kit (and bro + friend) 3-0 lead with 1:06 left in the game. oooops 2 freak goals. oh well, as long as we didn't lose. We play Virginia Tech, in blacksburg on Tuesday night. Man, i wish i could be at that game. except i'll be home then. I really want us to win, so fuckin bad
ok, so after the game, i went and did nothing until my bud paul called. he apparently had an extra comp ticket for the opeara. HMS Pinafore. I had seen it once, when i was like 8ish at wolftrap, but all the songs are really catchy and stuff and the simpsons mentioned it once. It was a fun show. well worth it.
went home
did nothing
will came home, yelled at me to clean up
i did
the room looks really nice
ordered pizza at 1 am
shouldn't have eaten soo much
i wish i was asleep now.
i'm oot
ps. So this kid at UNCG on the facebook sent me a message regarding Pardon the Interruption (PTI). it was kind of cool. But then the next day, he friends me. i stare at for a couple days then decided. what the heck, i'll accept him as a friend. probably not more than an hour later, i get this message:
Hey,
Whats Up from the Sportsworld of PTI,hey hold the sports community hostage with that, u be the winner on that...
i don't know what it means, i hope he was drunk. does he think we are really friends or something? he can't even write coherant sentences.
oh yeah, in his pic it looks like he is wearing lipstick, but i think he just has really fuckin red lips naturally.
i actually have never sent a reply or anythign, but i'm kind of scared he might rape and kill me.
last year some ugly fat chick imed me and stuff but she stopped after one day after i told her off and put her in her place.
facebook scares me some times