can you even read this against the background?
This week has been pretty gum diddly.
(in no particular order)
my brother broke a teeny tiny bone in my hand (-)
i bought my cressida back from the junkers (+)
i hung out with kaile ALOT (+)
i got a rose from richard (+)
i kicked arse on my german test (+)
i got smacked in the head with some chicks bookbag (-)
i finally got a replacement car for my broken baby-cressida. (++)
So basically, if you have eyeballs, you can see that the plusses far outweighed the minuses.
I DO enjoy a good positive week.
So to explain:
-My brother and I were playing foot wars (I know, i need a life) and we started to get too rough (i.e. kicking the shite out of each other)
(sidenote: i screamed "I saw your vagina" to my little BROTHER and he said "nuh uh, i covered my vagina up!")
So then somehow i get kicked and land on the floor and nicholas comes right down on my hand with his knee
and i heard a snap, crackle, pop, and my hand was done for.
luckily teeny tiny little hand bones heal fairly quickly.
+ I settled my claim for the cressie, got $3,000 and was very happy.
Lucky for me, I was able to buy it back for only 150 dollars, making it a steal.
it is completely street legal, it's just a bit crappy on the eyes.
+Kaile is a great gal.
She's probably one of my favorite people these days.
She says what she's thinking, and that is refreshing.
(sidenote: she manages to make friends with the hottest pieces in all of clark county.)
+Kaile's future step-brother, Richard, gave me a rose.
It was so sweet, i was liable to get cavities.
I was going to get a horses neck.. or.. chest.. or whatever the crip they call them (a.k.a. rootbeer float)
and Richard just hands me a yeller rose.
I loved it, and I think it should happen more often.
+I kicked arse on my german test.
No explanation needed.
I'm the shizztizz.
-In fifth period, this gal with blue hair decided to whop me a good one right over the head.
now, that wasn't so pleasant, but i try to be nice to the semi-mentally-challenged.
So i didn't say anything.
but i swear she gave me some brain damage.
(and no, she is not really a mentally challenged person. she just pretends to be one REALLY well.)
+Considering my dearest Carlos the Cressida was a total loss, I was given some money to get "the hook up" as you young children would call it these days.
I chose a 1987 Mercedes-Benz 190e.
It is beautiful, pristine, and fully leathered out.
I am ecstatic.
However, I have a strong inkling my mom will jack it from me.
The first thing she said when she saw it was "oooh, i've always wanted to drive a benz!"
So all in all, I have had a grand old time.
However, I must get a job, ASAP.
You have to put premium gas in benzies and i just don't like the idea of filling up a 20 gallon tank on my mom's credit card.
Okay I lied. I LOVE that idea. but she doesn't.
If anyone has any ideas as to some jobs available, let me know.
And no, whoring on burnside is not an option. all of the good corners are taken.
oh and p.s. six more days, mother truckaaaa!
(in no particular order)
my brother broke a teeny tiny bone in my hand (-)
i bought my cressida back from the junkers (+)
i hung out with kaile ALOT (+)
i got a rose from richard (+)
i kicked arse on my german test (+)
i got smacked in the head with some chicks bookbag (-)
i finally got a replacement car for my broken baby-cressida. (++)
So basically, if you have eyeballs, you can see that the plusses far outweighed the minuses.
I DO enjoy a good positive week.
So to explain:
-My brother and I were playing foot wars (I know, i need a life) and we started to get too rough (i.e. kicking the shite out of each other)
(sidenote: i screamed "I saw your vagina" to my little BROTHER and he said "nuh uh, i covered my vagina up!")
So then somehow i get kicked and land on the floor and nicholas comes right down on my hand with his knee
and i heard a snap, crackle, pop, and my hand was done for.
luckily teeny tiny little hand bones heal fairly quickly.
+ I settled my claim for the cressie, got $3,000 and was very happy.
Lucky for me, I was able to buy it back for only 150 dollars, making it a steal.
it is completely street legal, it's just a bit crappy on the eyes.
+Kaile is a great gal.
She's probably one of my favorite people these days.
She says what she's thinking, and that is refreshing.
(sidenote: she manages to make friends with the hottest pieces in all of clark county.)
+Kaile's future step-brother, Richard, gave me a rose.
It was so sweet, i was liable to get cavities.
I was going to get a horses neck.. or.. chest.. or whatever the crip they call them (a.k.a. rootbeer float)
and Richard just hands me a yeller rose.
I loved it, and I think it should happen more often.
+I kicked arse on my german test.
No explanation needed.
I'm the shizztizz.
-In fifth period, this gal with blue hair decided to whop me a good one right over the head.
now, that wasn't so pleasant, but i try to be nice to the semi-mentally-challenged.
So i didn't say anything.
but i swear she gave me some brain damage.
(and no, she is not really a mentally challenged person. she just pretends to be one REALLY well.)
+Considering my dearest Carlos the Cressida was a total loss, I was given some money to get "the hook up" as you young children would call it these days.
I chose a 1987 Mercedes-Benz 190e.
It is beautiful, pristine, and fully leathered out.
I am ecstatic.
However, I have a strong inkling my mom will jack it from me.
The first thing she said when she saw it was "oooh, i've always wanted to drive a benz!"
So all in all, I have had a grand old time.
However, I must get a job, ASAP.
You have to put premium gas in benzies and i just don't like the idea of filling up a 20 gallon tank on my mom's credit card.
Okay I lied. I LOVE that idea. but she doesn't.
If anyone has any ideas as to some jobs available, let me know.
And no, whoring on burnside is not an option. all of the good corners are taken.
oh and p.s. six more days, mother truckaaaa!