Ice Mountain And Dentyne Ice.. Happy Freakin Dinner
Woke up this mornin' around 11.. me and Justin were gonna go get some breakfast from McDonalds. Drivin', talking about some stuff. Breaks lock up and car stalls in the middle of Gratiot. Good times.. called the mom... she said she'd be thurr soon. She got thurr and called the tow truck. They came and picked my peice up. Me and her were goin' home and stopped by McDonalds by our house. We ate and talked about the same stuff me and Justin were talkin' about. My mom knows a lot I guess... more than I thought.
Went to work. Shitty, shitty, shitty! Andrew sucks at everything pretty much, but I wasn't about to tell the kid. I feel really bad for him. It's like, he really tries.. and greatly fears being rediculed, so he doesn't want to do things without being told to do them. It's alright.. I forgive him for fucking sucking so bad... anyway my back was fucked up. Before I left for work, my mom gave me some perscription pain killers she had from when she had freakin cancer. That shit didn't do anything for the pain. Then about two hours later, I took 3 extra stength Tylenol.. NOTHING... while I was at work she called to see how I was doing and brought up some more Tylenol. Still, nothing.
Got off work we went to the doctors PALACE XD (yes, because when I was little, I called it the doctors palace). They were closed of course. They decided, since my day sucked, to give me some good news. I have to sell my shitty ass car. They are gonna loan me a small amount of money to get a new one. My mom got back and she sat with me while I looked on autotrader. She's like, "look at the Sebrings.." So, I did. Then she's like, "oh look there's a nice red one..." Then I told her she could look because I was done. Finally, I realized the worst part of my day. McDonalds breakfast stops at 10...
Hey there, I know it's hard to feel like I don't care at all. Where you are and how you feel. With these lights off as these wheels keep rolling on and on. Slow things down or speed them up. Not enough or way too much. How are you when I'm gone?
ADDITIONAL NOTE: As of 12:53 a.m., I deem myself, a "fucking idiot"
Went to work. Shitty, shitty, shitty! Andrew sucks at everything pretty much, but I wasn't about to tell the kid. I feel really bad for him. It's like, he really tries.. and greatly fears being rediculed, so he doesn't want to do things without being told to do them. It's alright.. I forgive him for fucking sucking so bad... anyway my back was fucked up. Before I left for work, my mom gave me some perscription pain killers she had from when she had freakin cancer. That shit didn't do anything for the pain. Then about two hours later, I took 3 extra stength Tylenol.. NOTHING... while I was at work she called to see how I was doing and brought up some more Tylenol. Still, nothing.
Got off work we went to the doctors PALACE XD (yes, because when I was little, I called it the doctors palace). They were closed of course. They decided, since my day sucked, to give me some good news. I have to sell my shitty ass car. They are gonna loan me a small amount of money to get a new one. My mom got back and she sat with me while I looked on autotrader. She's like, "look at the Sebrings.." So, I did. Then she's like, "oh look there's a nice red one..." Then I told her she could look because I was done. Finally, I realized the worst part of my day. McDonalds breakfast stops at 10...
Hey there, I know it's hard to feel like I don't care at all. Where you are and how you feel. With these lights off as these wheels keep rolling on and on. Slow things down or speed them up. Not enough or way too much. How are you when I'm gone?
ADDITIONAL NOTE: As of 12:53 a.m., I deem myself, a "fucking idiot"