poop.
i'm not actually talking about poop in this lj. sorry for the deceiving (sp?) subject.
anyway.....
i made kelli come over this morning. we went swinging, etc. at meadowbrook for awhile. tire swings = dangerous.
kelli pushed me on one, and i was spinning for a REALLY long time. like, she pushed me, then went to the other swing, pushed herself, fell off, and tried to stop my swing, failed, and finally got a hold of my tire. it took forever, and i thought i was going to die. seriously.
then we came back to my house and played games/video games and listened to the new mix i made kelli, and ate macaroni and cheese.
then came practice, where i died/broke my elbow MORE. i don't think i'll have any energy left in me by the time opens comes around. or my arm will disconnect from my body.
elise and i decided that the best thing to get of synchro would be to fall into a coma until the end of july (when synchro ends....). then i discovered that that would be a total waste of summer, so we discussed the details of our comas. i decided upon having my mom move my coma-d body outside so i could tan every day, and i wouldn't waste the whole summer inside, but sleeping peacefully outside in the sun, tanning, and not being able to feel the burn if i happen to get one. good plan. or else, instead of a hospital bed, we could just be in tanning beds. that way, we would be able to stay inside and be monitered whenever needed, yet get tan at the same time. SUCCESS!
my mother decided i should be practicing my parallel parking tonight, of course, when there were 15 minutes of my show left, but she wouldn't wait for me to finish watching. i hate that. allll i wanted was to see the end of my show. thanks, mom. then, as if that wasn't annoying enough, there were these 2 fat ladies walking 2 ugly dogs around our neighborhood, in a horribly slow fashion. i mean, i parked and spun around the block 6 times while they were walking, and they were walking on the same road the whole time. adding to that was the fact that they were extrodinarily large, and had the dogs on long leashes, which meant that i had to cross all the way over into the other lane of traffic to avoid hitting them. what a pain in the ass.
speaking of ass, haley and i decided there are way too many words for butt.
ass
butt
arse
buttocks
behind
bum
booty
tailfeather
backside
i mean, come on, you don't need that many words for one thing.
anyway.....
i made kelli come over this morning. we went swinging, etc. at meadowbrook for awhile. tire swings = dangerous.
kelli pushed me on one, and i was spinning for a REALLY long time. like, she pushed me, then went to the other swing, pushed herself, fell off, and tried to stop my swing, failed, and finally got a hold of my tire. it took forever, and i thought i was going to die. seriously.
then we came back to my house and played games/video games and listened to the new mix i made kelli, and ate macaroni and cheese.
then came practice, where i died/broke my elbow MORE. i don't think i'll have any energy left in me by the time opens comes around. or my arm will disconnect from my body.
elise and i decided that the best thing to get of synchro would be to fall into a coma until the end of july (when synchro ends....). then i discovered that that would be a total waste of summer, so we discussed the details of our comas. i decided upon having my mom move my coma-d body outside so i could tan every day, and i wouldn't waste the whole summer inside, but sleeping peacefully outside in the sun, tanning, and not being able to feel the burn if i happen to get one. good plan. or else, instead of a hospital bed, we could just be in tanning beds. that way, we would be able to stay inside and be monitered whenever needed, yet get tan at the same time. SUCCESS!
my mother decided i should be practicing my parallel parking tonight, of course, when there were 15 minutes of my show left, but she wouldn't wait for me to finish watching. i hate that. allll i wanted was to see the end of my show. thanks, mom. then, as if that wasn't annoying enough, there were these 2 fat ladies walking 2 ugly dogs around our neighborhood, in a horribly slow fashion. i mean, i parked and spun around the block 6 times while they were walking, and they were walking on the same road the whole time. adding to that was the fact that they were extrodinarily large, and had the dogs on long leashes, which meant that i had to cross all the way over into the other lane of traffic to avoid hitting them. what a pain in the ass.
speaking of ass, haley and i decided there are way too many words for butt.
ass
butt
arse
buttocks
behind
bum
booty
tailfeather
backside
i mean, come on, you don't need that many words for one thing.