Down with Gee Dubya
It's been almost four months since I last updated, but it's not like anyone reads this thing anyway. I'm writing in here because I have nothing better to do.
Anyways, my summer was relatively good. I spent the first month hanging out with Justin and Matthew, both here in Hickleton and over there. That was good fun. Especially when me and Matthew took our nightly walks in Bickleton to the school to see if we could break into any of the buildings.
In July, I spent the entire month moving into a house about 300 feet down the road. This wouldn't have been so bad had we not found out that we had two weeks to move everything out of our house. I got paid for helping my parents with moving (except for anything that pertained to my room) so I made a hefty sum of money over the summer to pay for little knick-knacks and paddywhacks that I needed or wanted.
August I spent visiting Justin again. I went to the fair while I was there and met up with Matthew and a couple friends of his and Justin's. They were cool. After I got back, I spent a few days here tying up some loose ends and then went down to California for a week with my dad to visit some relatives, some of Dad's old buddies, and just screw around before I had to start school (the 25th).
Since then I've gone to school (duh), met my new science teacher (ver nice lady but doesn't know shit about teaching high-schoolers), and just generally hung out with my best friend up here, Jared Spalding. Pretty dull.
Oh yes, now to get to the topic of my headling. GEORGE W. BUSH HAS TO GET HIS TEXAS ASS BOOTED OUT THE DOOR AND BACK TO CRAWFORD. DOWN WITH BUSH!!! IF ANYONE HASN'T SEEN FARENHEIT 9/11, EVEN IF YOU'RE A REPUBLICAN, WATCH IT ANYWAY. WE MUST GET BUSH OUT!