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i am so lucky
i am pretty much exactly where i want to be in my life right now.
except for that annoying bitch who keeps changing her name with new stuff. can't you just say what you want to the people it's directed at? like "HAHAHA GIA IM A LESBIAN"... just tell gia, i dont need to hear about it. (5 seconds later) "HAHAHA GIA WE CAN BE LESIANS TOGETHER" (another 5 seconds) "DAVE IS A LESBIAN TOO! LETS GET HAMMERED"... GOD.
anywa. yes. perfect.
(update = "OK JUST GIRLS NIGHT OUT THIS WEEKEND")
im sorta stressing about christmas. i went comparison shopping at future shop, only to be bombarded with salespeople. GOD. leave me alone. i had a chart all set up for what i was looking for, prices, etc... and they had to just blabber on. fuck off. christ. so im doing it all by website now. i think a&b sound is much better. morgan is going to help me on sunday.
i havent had practice since last monday. tuesday was my TERRIBLE road test, wednesday was work, thursday was parent teacher, none on friday, and THIS monday there was a staff meeting.
and FUCK im getting so fat. i wish i was pregnant so i could explain my sudden increase ("BEAT THEM WITH STICKS!!!!!!") in weight, but alas, i cannot.
morgan is being so great recently. not that he wasnt before, but im really really ("HAHAHAHA STICKS ARE FUN :D") really appreciative of what we have together. we're so perfect. i dont know. i think we're perfect. it's like we've already been married for 5 years. so ... ok with each other. or maybe that's just me and morgan is going to read this and become freaked out and decide to leave me (which he wont) :).
sorry i havent updated or replied to anyone in awhile.
want to hear about my road test? fuck, those things are so easy to pass. i made a bunch of HUGE mistakes during my road test (running into the curb after parking, going into an intersection when it wasnt my turn.. in a very big way.. and cutting off a bunch of people ["YAY WHO WANTS TO GET BEAT UP BY LESBIANS WITH STICKS?"]) and yet, somehow, if i had just finished there, i would have passed.
so we pull into the dmv... and we just have one thing left to do. a reverse stall park. now, first off, to appreciate my angst at this, you have to understand that the ONLY WAY i know how to park is by reverse stall. i've done it a million and one times. i dont have the margins quite right, but nothing serious has ever occured from a bad stall park. until now. well, then i guess, but now for theatric purposes.
so. haylee gets all lined up. she breathes (first time in awhile), allows the fog to clear and gets ready. throws the gear into reverse, 360 check, begins reversing. turns well. is almost there. begins to pick up speed, thinks to self "oh SHIT, must slow down! must slow down!!!"... attempts to slow down... realizes that the reason she was picking up speed was because of her HEAVY FAT ASS FOOT on the accelerator... thinks the accelerator is the brake... jams her foot into the 'brake', and nearly takes out the SUV and innocent bystander standing directly behind car-ass.
stuck on those cement ... things that are supposed to keep you from doing what i just did. cried. didn't go back in. went home.
and now im here. with a big. huge. FAIL on my dunce cap.
heh.
anyway. that's it for now.
maybe dunk-ass-bitch-lesbian has realized that she's as annoying as a fly is to poop. woot.
i am pretty much exactly where i want to be in my life right now.
except for that annoying bitch who keeps changing her name with new stuff. can't you just say what you want to the people it's directed at? like "HAHAHA GIA IM A LESBIAN"... just tell gia, i dont need to hear about it. (5 seconds later) "HAHAHA GIA WE CAN BE LESIANS TOGETHER" (another 5 seconds) "DAVE IS A LESBIAN TOO! LETS GET HAMMERED"... GOD.
anywa. yes. perfect.
(update = "OK JUST GIRLS NIGHT OUT THIS WEEKEND")
im sorta stressing about christmas. i went comparison shopping at future shop, only to be bombarded with salespeople. GOD. leave me alone. i had a chart all set up for what i was looking for, prices, etc... and they had to just blabber on. fuck off. christ. so im doing it all by website now. i think a&b sound is much better. morgan is going to help me on sunday.
i havent had practice since last monday. tuesday was my TERRIBLE road test, wednesday was work, thursday was parent teacher, none on friday, and THIS monday there was a staff meeting.
and FUCK im getting so fat. i wish i was pregnant so i could explain my sudden increase ("BEAT THEM WITH STICKS!!!!!!") in weight, but alas, i cannot.
morgan is being so great recently. not that he wasnt before, but im really really ("HAHAHAHA STICKS ARE FUN :D") really appreciative of what we have together. we're so perfect. i dont know. i think we're perfect. it's like we've already been married for 5 years. so ... ok with each other. or maybe that's just me and morgan is going to read this and become freaked out and decide to leave me (which he wont) :).
sorry i havent updated or replied to anyone in awhile.
want to hear about my road test? fuck, those things are so easy to pass. i made a bunch of HUGE mistakes during my road test (running into the curb after parking, going into an intersection when it wasnt my turn.. in a very big way.. and cutting off a bunch of people ["YAY WHO WANTS TO GET BEAT UP BY LESBIANS WITH STICKS?"]) and yet, somehow, if i had just finished there, i would have passed.
so we pull into the dmv... and we just have one thing left to do. a reverse stall park. now, first off, to appreciate my angst at this, you have to understand that the ONLY WAY i know how to park is by reverse stall. i've done it a million and one times. i dont have the margins quite right, but nothing serious has ever occured from a bad stall park. until now. well, then i guess, but now for theatric purposes.
so. haylee gets all lined up. she breathes (first time in awhile), allows the fog to clear and gets ready. throws the gear into reverse, 360 check, begins reversing. turns well. is almost there. begins to pick up speed, thinks to self "oh SHIT, must slow down! must slow down!!!"... attempts to slow down... realizes that the reason she was picking up speed was because of her HEAVY FAT ASS FOOT on the accelerator... thinks the accelerator is the brake... jams her foot into the 'brake', and nearly takes out the SUV and innocent bystander standing directly behind car-ass.
stuck on those cement ... things that are supposed to keep you from doing what i just did. cried. didn't go back in. went home.
and now im here. with a big. huge. FAIL on my dunce cap.
heh.
anyway. that's it for now.
maybe dunk-ass-bitch-lesbian has realized that she's as annoying as a fly is to poop. woot.