This Every-Four-Years Rule Sucks!
You guys. You guys, I miss them. I miss the Olympics already. I wish the Olympics were every year. I miss it so much it hurts. And I haven't even been watching them for longer than a week. It's kind of like Jack and Rose on the Titanic. The Olympics sank and died and I lived on to have a life and got married and had kids but secretly probably wished I had married the Olympics instead of the guy I actually married. And then, at the end, I drop an expensive necklace into the ocean and die. And then the Olympics and I are finally reunited in Heaven.
Did I just spoil that for you? Impossible. The Olympics and I were not in that movie. Also, it's been 11 years or something. Why didn't you watch it already!? And how is it that someone ELSE didn't spoil it for you years ago? Where have you BEEN? I hold you responsible!
Aside from that, my boy Finchum didn't win the Olympics. He didn't even win his sport. I was sad about this because I like that Finchum kid. But then the Australia guy won and that did make me happy. And him. He sure was happy. Congratulations, Australian Matthew Mitcham!
And then there were some other sports I don't follow and I just left the TV on to feel close to the Olympics but didn't actually pay attention. Instead, I played The Sims 2. I downloaded a JANKLOAD of clothes and hairstyles and houses and other things. Kind of my last hurrah before school begins tomorrow.
School, please be awesome this semester! Or at least not horribly painful! I'm going to remain optimistic because my last two semesters have been pretty good. Yeah, they were stressful and scaryish at times but things always turned out well and it was only the typical school stress as opposed to something SERIOUS. I actually have one of my teachers from one of my previous classes again. I hope this is something good and that he loves me and remembers me and is all like "You're all right, kid. I recommend you for getting all sorts of prizes and good grades. Also, you get to leave class early and the soda machine's down the corner. Also, you can totally eat in class."
But then the others might be jealous of me...plot my demise...or just plain old be COLD. NO! Classmates! Let us aid each other in this journey! Here. I will share my Chick-fil-A weird fries with you all.
Did I just spoil that for you? Impossible. The Olympics and I were not in that movie. Also, it's been 11 years or something. Why didn't you watch it already!? And how is it that someone ELSE didn't spoil it for you years ago? Where have you BEEN? I hold you responsible!
Aside from that, my boy Finchum didn't win the Olympics. He didn't even win his sport. I was sad about this because I like that Finchum kid. But then the Australia guy won and that did make me happy. And him. He sure was happy. Congratulations, Australian Matthew Mitcham!
And then there were some other sports I don't follow and I just left the TV on to feel close to the Olympics but didn't actually pay attention. Instead, I played The Sims 2. I downloaded a JANKLOAD of clothes and hairstyles and houses and other things. Kind of my last hurrah before school begins tomorrow.
School, please be awesome this semester! Or at least not horribly painful! I'm going to remain optimistic because my last two semesters have been pretty good. Yeah, they were stressful and scaryish at times but things always turned out well and it was only the typical school stress as opposed to something SERIOUS. I actually have one of my teachers from one of my previous classes again. I hope this is something good and that he loves me and remembers me and is all like "You're all right, kid. I recommend you for getting all sorts of prizes and good grades. Also, you get to leave class early and the soda machine's down the corner. Also, you can totally eat in class."
But then the others might be jealous of me...plot my demise...or just plain old be COLD. NO! Classmates! Let us aid each other in this journey! Here. I will share my Chick-fil-A weird fries with you all.