Hanging With my Homies
Yeah I got so many homies cuz i'm such a big gangster and all.
This entry is going to be a long one, so just be warned. Many things to talk about.
Today at school it was OK at one part, and then boring at another. We had "senior olympics" which was kind of like a mini FANTASTICS with only the seniors and it was only like an hour long. The highlights of the day were the people falling. First thing of importance was the wheelbarrow race. One person holds another person's legs, while their arms are on the ground, holding them up. A ugly girl named Christina was wearing a baggy shirt and no bra, and I saw way more of her than i'd ever want to see. I felt like either crying or throwing up, or maybe both. The next thing that was important enough to remember was the basketball relay. Run down to one end, make a basket, run back, do another and make another basket. The guys obviously beat the girls, and they were screwing around dunking afterwards. One guy got on his hands and knees, and the other guys jumped off him. In the end, after the guys won, a big guy, probably the biggest at school, named Eric was about to dunk, when this retarded girl (i'm not being mean, she actually is retarded. She didn't get enough oxygen when she was born and got brain damage) jumped in front of Eric, and he fell flat on his face. The entire gym started laughing, it was so hilarious.
After that, there was a speaker about cars, NASCAR, illegal street racing and whatever. I didn't listen, I just played some random Wario game boy game. And I set a new high score, 36. Booyah! Anyway, after the speaker was done, there was still two events left. The baseball bat relay and the shoe race thingy. The baseball thing is where you put your head on a baseball bat, spin around ten times and run back and forth across the gym. Albert went first, and he fell after like two steps. I only spun five times, my team just yelled go! so I went. I was still dizzy, but at least i didn't fall. My team lost, but I don't really care, it was fun. Oh Josh Royce also fell, but he was making it seem like he was more dizzy then he really was.
After school, I went home and got online, talked to Cassandra and went over to her house. This time I actually told my parents before, so I wouldn't get grounded.
I don't understand them, it's like they get mad at me for finally getting a life. I mean, just because you're used to me staying at home doesn't mean it's always going to be like that. I changed, and they should too. I'm 17, I should be going out all the time, right? Ah I went off on a tangent there...
Back to the main subject. I went to Cassandra's house again for some grilled cheese sandwiches. We watched a bunch of disney movies. When I got there, Peter Pan was on. After I went to 7-11 and got soem bread we watched The Fox and the Hound. Then after that We watched Dumbo. For most of Dumbo I was half asleep, and Cassandra was asleep with her head on my arm. I feel kind of awkward talking about her here, because I know she reads this. So i'm not sure what to say here. I'll just say that yeah I do like her, and...i dunno...it would be cool to hook up or whatever. I'm new to this, not sure what to do. I'll just guess.
When I got home I talked to Lenny for a while. We walked over to Robert's, and for some reason, I decided to be stupid. I got on my skateboard, skated about 30 feet away, turned around and skated as fast as I could toward the grass by robert's house. When I got to the grass, I ollied, and when I landed I went flying off my board and landed off my chest. It was really funny, so I did it again. The second time I went a lot faster, and flew a lto farther. When I landed, my legs flung up and I almost bent in half. It was really funny, but then I got all itchy from the grass and went inside.
I got in and was told to call my sister, so I did, but she wasn't home. She was at the hospital with my mom and Eric. I guess my mom's pain from her gall bladder is gettinf unbearable, and she can't wait any longer for surgery. I'm pretty scared, because of what happened to my dad in surgery, but i'll just hope for the best and i'm sure she'll be OK. Actually i'm not sure, i'm still really scared. I don't think i'll ever be Ok with surgeries again, seeing my dad in that hospital bed hooked up to machines, unconscious, bloated, almost dead was really, really scary. Even now, living at his house, seeing that he's fine, I still choke up when I think about it....whew...got a little emotional there. I think i'm over it now.
Well now I think my head is empty, so I'll end the entry here. Talk to you all later.
And no I didn't bother to spell check