"but im tired of the hurt, im tired of tryin, im tired of the pain, im tired of cryin'..."
yeah so today was supid
me and merry were running late as it was and then as i was backing up the jeep stalled on me, then doesnt want to start up. it doe this time to time when its cold and i dont have a lot of gas. so then i get to school and find out that kristen cote's (sp?) grandfather died in a hit and run accident. i dont know her, like at all, other than she's a soph at coyle, but she's in the same confirmation class as mike. i'm mike's sponser, so i had to go to the meeting thing sunday night with him. her grandfather was her sponser and he seemed like one of those awesome grandfathers. i remember thinking to myself as they were introducing each other and why she chose him as her sponser "i wish my relationship with my grandfather was that good" one of my grandfathers died in 2002 i believe and my other one im not really close to him. im getting closer to him now that he has a rare cancer. he's that one person in that one out of 4,000,000 that have this kind of cancer. he's doing alright i guess. but anyway, they just seemed to have a really good relationship and again, someone dies two days after i meet them. kelly's mass is tomorrow, it should be good.
then i heard that my math study guide, which i had went to school with only 2 sections completed out of 6, was worth 10 points on the actual midterm, not extra credit. so i flew through 3 more sections during study and homeroom, only to hear that it was for bonus points. then i dont even know what i did on the midterm, but i dont think it was good.
then in chemistry i had full intentions to do my class work for the second time ever, but masterson hijacked my packet and calculator, folded up the packet, and shoved it between the calculator and its cover. it took us most of the period to get it off.
then we had spanish, and not hearing spanish in 2 weeks definatly didnt help my c-. then after school me and merry went with jill and aly for a cup of hot chocolate at dunkin's. i burnt my tongue. it kills.
then we went to get gas and i made myself look like a HUGE idiot. first off, there was a guy standing in my way talking to some other guy in the booth, he started to move closer to the booth so i pulled forward, but then he backed up! i was like "DUDE!". then i pulled up like, 10 feet away from the pump, so i tried to straighten out and the other guy directed me. i didnt need it pal. then he asked me what i wanted, but i had took it out of gear so i was rolling backwards. "sir your rolling backwards" he warned me but i couldnt hear him over "london calling" so i asked "whaa???" "SIR YOU'RE ROLLING BACKWARDS!" "oh... ::steps on brake::... thanks, $20 regular please?"
and to end it all i tried to take off with the parking brake on.
then i came home and wrapped my change, cause i dont have money for my car payment. $42, not bad.
now i feel sick from the lasagna i just had
and to top it all off, ang might not be able to go to a brian shindig saturday after all!
haha
i've been getting into '70s punk rock, like the clash and the ramones
me and merry were running late as it was and then as i was backing up the jeep stalled on me, then doesnt want to start up. it doe this time to time when its cold and i dont have a lot of gas. so then i get to school and find out that kristen cote's (sp?) grandfather died in a hit and run accident. i dont know her, like at all, other than she's a soph at coyle, but she's in the same confirmation class as mike. i'm mike's sponser, so i had to go to the meeting thing sunday night with him. her grandfather was her sponser and he seemed like one of those awesome grandfathers. i remember thinking to myself as they were introducing each other and why she chose him as her sponser "i wish my relationship with my grandfather was that good" one of my grandfathers died in 2002 i believe and my other one im not really close to him. im getting closer to him now that he has a rare cancer. he's that one person in that one out of 4,000,000 that have this kind of cancer. he's doing alright i guess. but anyway, they just seemed to have a really good relationship and again, someone dies two days after i meet them. kelly's mass is tomorrow, it should be good.
then i heard that my math study guide, which i had went to school with only 2 sections completed out of 6, was worth 10 points on the actual midterm, not extra credit. so i flew through 3 more sections during study and homeroom, only to hear that it was for bonus points. then i dont even know what i did on the midterm, but i dont think it was good.
then in chemistry i had full intentions to do my class work for the second time ever, but masterson hijacked my packet and calculator, folded up the packet, and shoved it between the calculator and its cover. it took us most of the period to get it off.
then we had spanish, and not hearing spanish in 2 weeks definatly didnt help my c-. then after school me and merry went with jill and aly for a cup of hot chocolate at dunkin's. i burnt my tongue. it kills.
then we went to get gas and i made myself look like a HUGE idiot. first off, there was a guy standing in my way talking to some other guy in the booth, he started to move closer to the booth so i pulled forward, but then he backed up! i was like "DUDE!". then i pulled up like, 10 feet away from the pump, so i tried to straighten out and the other guy directed me. i didnt need it pal. then he asked me what i wanted, but i had took it out of gear so i was rolling backwards. "sir your rolling backwards" he warned me but i couldnt hear him over "london calling" so i asked "whaa???" "SIR YOU'RE ROLLING BACKWARDS!" "oh... ::steps on brake::... thanks, $20 regular please?"
and to end it all i tried to take off with the parking brake on.
then i came home and wrapped my change, cause i dont have money for my car payment. $42, not bad.
now i feel sick from the lasagna i just had
and to top it all off, ang might not be able to go to a brian shindig saturday after all!
haha
i've been getting into '70s punk rock, like the clash and the ramones