Owww....
Okay, so this is what's happened to me in the past week:
- In Junior Band, we had sectionals. I was learning how to juggle (as opposed to practicing *whistles innocently*) using valve oil. Well. I dropped the valve oil, the guy teaching me how to juggle, Andrew, lifted up his trumpet.
Bam. Right in the corner of my eye. Big frikkin ugly black purple bruise. Damn it!! Why me?!!? HURTS LIKE HELL.
Then afterwards, this freaking annoying guy Patrick has the whole band saying how I sniff/drink valve oil or some shit like that. I have no idea how this started, but I know it will never truly die. Grr.
- Last week (ok I said this week, but still) I got hit in the eye with a teeball. I think I now have teeball phobia, because whenever I'm supposed to catch the ball I either duck or move my head far, far away.
- I just discovered that one of my toes is pink and painful. I suspect an ingrown toenail. Ouch.
- The canteen stopped selling Sprite Ice *sob sob*
- My dad went to play golf at night. WTF?!!?!?!?!?!!
- Ashlee Simpson kicks Jessica Simpson's ass
So my mum is making crabs and she was trying to kill one and the claw grabbed her finger and refused to let go. She had to holler for my dad to pry the crab off her. Ouch.
I'm writing a HP fanfic, and some weirdo reckons there's too much swearing. Mellie read it and reported there wasn't any. Hello?!! All I use is 'bloody', common term used by Brit's, hell (as in what the hell) and damn.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PERSON!?!?!?!!?!?! And why are they reading my PG story if they don't like story? I should not have to raise it to PG 13. If I did that then I would only just be allowed to read my own story.
*snorts*
With a throbbing toe, teeball phobia and bruised eye,
- An
- In Junior Band, we had sectionals. I was learning how to juggle (as opposed to practicing *whistles innocently*) using valve oil. Well. I dropped the valve oil, the guy teaching me how to juggle, Andrew, lifted up his trumpet.
Bam. Right in the corner of my eye. Big frikkin ugly black purple bruise. Damn it!! Why me?!!? HURTS LIKE HELL.
Then afterwards, this freaking annoying guy Patrick has the whole band saying how I sniff/drink valve oil or some shit like that. I have no idea how this started, but I know it will never truly die. Grr.
- Last week (ok I said this week, but still) I got hit in the eye with a teeball. I think I now have teeball phobia, because whenever I'm supposed to catch the ball I either duck or move my head far, far away.
- I just discovered that one of my toes is pink and painful. I suspect an ingrown toenail. Ouch.
- The canteen stopped selling Sprite Ice *sob sob*
- My dad went to play golf at night. WTF?!!?!?!?!?!!
- Ashlee Simpson kicks Jessica Simpson's ass
So my mum is making crabs and she was trying to kill one and the claw grabbed her finger and refused to let go. She had to holler for my dad to pry the crab off her. Ouch.
I'm writing a HP fanfic, and some weirdo reckons there's too much swearing. Mellie read it and reported there wasn't any. Hello?!! All I use is 'bloody', common term used by Brit's, hell (as in what the hell) and damn.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PERSON!?!?!?!!?!?! And why are they reading my PG story if they don't like story? I should not have to raise it to PG 13. If I did that then I would only just be allowed to read my own story.
*snorts*
With a throbbing toe, teeball phobia and bruised eye,
- An