Just thought I would post today
Ok, so I have not actually posted a good update in quite a while, not that this will be a good one, but it won't be just a joke or something random.
So, lets see where to start I will go back some but not to far. I got back on Sunday from my 21 run with my friend Go-Go. It was her 21st and it went well, even though I ended up ditching due tothings and stayed with Marty my bestest guy friend ever. Marty and his room mates kick butt. They were so kind to let me crash there on the night of the 17th. Then I returned to Go-Go's where we had a talk and things went ok. I felt bad because I did not call Marty to let him know that things were ok, but if you are reading this Marty things are OK. When I got home Sunday my sesters met me at the bus station and we went home. K-T helped me clean the bank so that I could be done with it. She is such a doll she is always willing to help out. Once I was done cleaning the bank I got home and hung out with the family for a while. I was planning on leaving for Matt's at 5pm, but Dustin informed me that he had called and was heading out to dinner with his family so we figured we could hang a while longer and not get to Matt's early. So I told mom and granny how my Seattle 21 run went meaning as I called mom to let her know that I was crashing at Marty's and to call his number if my phone didn't work, so its not like she didn't know something had happened which she of course shared with my granny. Once that was over I went to Matt's and we all played D&D.
The D&D group consisted of the norm Tyler, Dustin, Gorden, Matt, and I. We started at about 7pm Tyler joined us shortly after at about 7:20 and soon left at 10:45 because he is so GF whipped its not funny, but I won't go into that right now. Any of you who care to know more on that note that don't already please call and I will enlighten your day on that. We continued to play until 1am. Then Dustin went home and I of course crashed at Matt's. We hung out till about 5:30am where I then passed out in the bonus room.
When I got home Monday around 4:30 5:00 my mom informed me that the bank had been tagged by some stupid teens and that it was my job to try to remove the bloody grafitti. So, I went to the bank with a few chemicals to try as well as the chemicals that are already at the bank. I got there to see that the stupid teen had found a sharpy marker to use to scribble his little gang symbol on the side of the bank. Two hours later of scrubbing and mixing chemicals with a slight high, I gave up and decided to go home. When I got home my dad told me that the city hall might have something that might work. So on Teusday I went back into town and stopped by dad's work and picked up the chemical. Dad said if it works the stuff will come right off with little to no work at all. Now I was thinking that this would have been nice to have used the night before instead of scrubbing for two hours. Well, guess what the stuff did not work on removing the ink, but it did work in giving me a high, and giving me a small chemical burn on my hands which yes I did have on rubber gloves. So I called up the place I worked and they said that it was a good thing I tried and that they would come out with a sand blaster and remove all this week sometime.
WHAT THE HECK YOU MEAN THAT I JUST SPENT 2.5 HOURS SCRUBBING THE SIDE OF THE BANK ONLY TO FIND OUT THESE TURDS COULD COME OUT AND SAND BLAST THE INK OFF. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Then today I have spent about 3 hours trying to verify my Ed Award through Americorps so that I can go in and finalyze my school stuff and start up this fall. If I do not get everything in by next week. I am going to take a job working at Red Rock Elm. for the year. Which means another year living at home. I think I may try to hang myself before that.
And that my friends is my life as of today. Thank your for your time that I have wasted.