Winning Performance
Hahahaaaaa. I deserve an Oscar. Right now I should be at school, but this morning I woke up and thought, "Screw school and that 'academic assembly'. I'm staying home." So I pretended to have a headache and stomach cramps. I kid you not, I actually managed a few tears. So now I get to hang out at home for the next almost 6 hours. I so rock. And I'm so evil.
Oh, and I won the spelling bee! I'm going to Vegas next month for state! Yay. I don't care too much about state; I just want to get to national so I can get that gimongous (gigantic + humongous) trophy and a scholarship. I've seen that trophy; it's so huge and heavy that you have to have a dude behind you to help hold it up. I wonder if anyone's dropped it and cracked their skull open? That would suck. Imagine it: You just won the NATIONAL FREAKING SPELLING BEE, with a scholarship as your prize, and then the trophy falls on your head and you die. Hahahaaa. How did I come up with that?
And I almost forgot... One of my cats, Sushi (don't ask), is slowly becoming paralyzed on his right side. He can't close his eye (instead, his eyelid just twitches and that weird, filmy thing darts across), he can't move his ear when you mess with it, only his head, when he meows the right side of his lip doesn't pull up like the other side, and his right front paw is getting weaker and weaker. He walks funny because he can't put too much weight on it, if you poke or extend the claws on it he doesn't pull back like his left paw does, and if you pick him up and then set him down, he'll stumble to the right as soon as you let go of him. Every time I look at him I want to cry; I hate seeing him trying to close his eye or walk without stumbling. It's like my dog Lucky; he was getting arthritis (or something like that) in his hips so bad, he would limp when he walked, and every time he saw you, he'd get up and trying to run over to you... Lucky died a few months ago, and I'm glad, because a.) he was in pain, and b.) I hated it when he would try to walk around. God, now I'm all depressed. But it really sucks.
So, I'm off to search for random crap and play my bass. It might take my mind off this depressing crap. I'll update later if I remember.
Oh, and I won the spelling bee! I'm going to Vegas next month for state! Yay. I don't care too much about state; I just want to get to national so I can get that gimongous (gigantic + humongous) trophy and a scholarship. I've seen that trophy; it's so huge and heavy that you have to have a dude behind you to help hold it up. I wonder if anyone's dropped it and cracked their skull open? That would suck. Imagine it: You just won the NATIONAL FREAKING SPELLING BEE, with a scholarship as your prize, and then the trophy falls on your head and you die. Hahahaaa. How did I come up with that?
And I almost forgot... One of my cats, Sushi (don't ask), is slowly becoming paralyzed on his right side. He can't close his eye (instead, his eyelid just twitches and that weird, filmy thing darts across), he can't move his ear when you mess with it, only his head, when he meows the right side of his lip doesn't pull up like the other side, and his right front paw is getting weaker and weaker. He walks funny because he can't put too much weight on it, if you poke or extend the claws on it he doesn't pull back like his left paw does, and if you pick him up and then set him down, he'll stumble to the right as soon as you let go of him. Every time I look at him I want to cry; I hate seeing him trying to close his eye or walk without stumbling. It's like my dog Lucky; he was getting arthritis (or something like that) in his hips so bad, he would limp when he walked, and every time he saw you, he'd get up and trying to run over to you... Lucky died a few months ago, and I'm glad, because a.) he was in pain, and b.) I hated it when he would try to walk around. God, now I'm all depressed. But it really sucks.
So, I'm off to search for random crap and play my bass. It might take my mind off this depressing crap. I'll update later if I remember.