20th Post

Pi,Pie, and cake.
wow, my 20th post. god im a loser.
So i was going to post erlyer but my account was broken so i had to wait till today. The week seemed just very simple, nothin big happend, i guess it seemed so simple since band is over, and now i have no excuse to not do my homework. see, my friends and i made up a chart that labled sports/band v. GPA. Our grades droped because of a cocktail of the world series, monday night football, and band. now we have no excuse to slack off....damn. I hate skool.

Thursday night i felt like i was going to get sick. Friday morning im sick. Damn stupid exponential growth of bacteria. Yea so i was sick, all day i slacked off and i didnt even do my lab. Yea im a rebel ;) u like? that night was also our last game. Sad sorta, glad almost. That night i just wasnt in the mood to deal with anything, but i went out with the boys either way. But all we did was rant on people in the freezing cold outside of my friends house, while i kept getting sick. I return home and usually my cousin and i do something but that night i just crashed i was really that sick when i got home. Saturdaymorning i wake up and start watching cartoons and play video games and read the TuckerMax stories( they are funny, even better than this blog.... shut-up) as i laughed and cursed at my illness i start to get hungry so my dad and i go eat. i come back and once again do nothing but later my cousin calls. he and i are poor and we were going to go to IHOP to just get some pie and coffee but he never comes due to lack of money or fear of infection. That night i catch up with some friends and i just meditate on certain things, especially on becoming beter friends with Miss Loya. but the only way i think i will be able do this is by opening up a little more and i suck at showing emotions. That night i also talked to Rose for a long while, she is awsome. the next morning i wake up sick as a mule and i realize i have to go to juarez later. so i shower and just relax and i decide i will not give my usual additude about going. usually i will pout and get all mad, my dad then gets mad, then when i get there i calm down because i cant do anything about it. but this week i acctually didnt mind on going, except one problem, i was sick and it was as cold as my additude towards charlie. but i really wanted to go, first i wanted to see my cousin, second i wanted to get some candy, and to top it off there was a birthday and i wanted some cake. but when i am about to get into the car my dad just looked at me, and said "go back inside, i dont want you to get any worse than you are" it was a bitter sweet feeling, but as much as i dislike doing pointless stuff with my dad, i hate when he is alone doin stuff, i dont know why. so what i did the rest of the night was watch tv and drink juice. then my cousin and i had the idea to watch cartoons. so we go, get our blankets and sit on the couch. after the second eppisode we lay down and to get comfortable i get on top of him. (not like that u perverts) at that point i am feeling very sick and he is as tired as hell,in a mix of cold and our physical status topped of with the monotone sounds of cartoons we we end up going to sleep. wen we wake up, we look at eachother and decide that, that was probably the gayest thing any of us has ever done, but it was a good nap. No i am not gay. Thats it, pretty boring but i was sick.....yea thats it.
So long farewell,
!!The Good Guy!!