Yes...Denim, Denim like...a jean.
Well...after today's lovely little soccer practice, I officially have any and all diseases that you could possibly catch from being outside in 33 degree pouring rain. This includes Ebola, AIDS, syphillis, the common cold, influenza, herpes, Saturday Night Fever, and the dreaded polio. probably jaundice and the clap, too. not to mention crabs.
That having been said, it wasn't too bad.
Today was a monday. All day long. The weather wasn't too bad when I awoke this morning at an ungodly-ass hour (7:30), however it quickly deteriorated. I was staring out the window during first period, and I saw little drops of water falling from the sky. this lead me to believe that it was in fact raining outside. I realized I had forgotten underarmour to bring with me to soccer that day, and I thought I was pretty well screwed. I eventually turned out to be right. Got a B on my chem test, mrs pepple seemed genuinely happy for me, as opposed to smyser who was only truly happy when holding my head submerged into a tank of battery acid shaped into an F. for serious. Sort of floated around for the rest of the day, found out we had a trig test tomorrow...great. i plan on dealing with this news like i dealt with the last bad thing that happened, by ignoring it and hoping it will go away. of course, last time, the crabs completely colonized my lower body and i lost feelign in my legs until the orkin man came and ruined their shit. booya. soccer was delayed till 4, because apparently boozer knew that it would start pouring rain about 4 and not stop until 5, only get harder throughout the hour, and make us miserable children. it worked. but playing wasnt too bad, it was basically me bacher and vinny boyer playing against shuler, with a few other kids on the field. just kidding. none of the kids were totally worthless, some of the freshmen are actually pretty good. whodathunkit. came home, showered, dinner, and now here i sit, a broken and miserable man. I'm gonna go study for the trig test, catch you on AIM later.
Current Mood: Like I keep forgetting which one goes on top, mood or music. I also keep forgetting if the artist goes to the left or right of the slashie mark. fuck it.
Current Music: The Beatles- I Wanna Hold Your Hand
That having been said, it wasn't too bad.
Today was a monday. All day long. The weather wasn't too bad when I awoke this morning at an ungodly-ass hour (7:30), however it quickly deteriorated. I was staring out the window during first period, and I saw little drops of water falling from the sky. this lead me to believe that it was in fact raining outside. I realized I had forgotten underarmour to bring with me to soccer that day, and I thought I was pretty well screwed. I eventually turned out to be right. Got a B on my chem test, mrs pepple seemed genuinely happy for me, as opposed to smyser who was only truly happy when holding my head submerged into a tank of battery acid shaped into an F. for serious. Sort of floated around for the rest of the day, found out we had a trig test tomorrow...great. i plan on dealing with this news like i dealt with the last bad thing that happened, by ignoring it and hoping it will go away. of course, last time, the crabs completely colonized my lower body and i lost feelign in my legs until the orkin man came and ruined their shit. booya. soccer was delayed till 4, because apparently boozer knew that it would start pouring rain about 4 and not stop until 5, only get harder throughout the hour, and make us miserable children. it worked. but playing wasnt too bad, it was basically me bacher and vinny boyer playing against shuler, with a few other kids on the field. just kidding. none of the kids were totally worthless, some of the freshmen are actually pretty good. whodathunkit. came home, showered, dinner, and now here i sit, a broken and miserable man. I'm gonna go study for the trig test, catch you on AIM later.
Current Mood: Like I keep forgetting which one goes on top, mood or music. I also keep forgetting if the artist goes to the left or right of the slashie mark. fuck it.
Current Music: The Beatles- I Wanna Hold Your Hand