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space case (previously recorded entry) 9-12-'xx: 9:09pm [ no other one: weezer ] okay, kinda cheating, because the songs like, just ended as i type this. but it's a good song! [ no one knows: green day ] so, anyway. i SWEAR to freakin GOSH that i typed and posted this earlier. i must be really tired. so i'll try and capture the feel of the lost entry. honestly....i'm such a space case. so, today, it was confirmed. IT. that i am, in fact, pathetic. i mean...not like it wasn't already pretty obvious or anything...but today it was confirmed. see, percussion ensemble got out at 4, and i had chamber choir at 5. so i told him, yeah, i'm going to set all my stuff by the door so i can pick it up before choir, and i guess i'll just go somewhere since no one's going to be around. but then, he says that i can hang out at the school if i like. i was like, what... [ time after time: cindi lauper ] ...you're sticking around? he's like, no, but i can lock up all the doors and you can just hang out...in my office or something. so anyway, that was enough of an indicator. but then, i ask if i can use this one cup to cook some oatmeal in, and he's like sure...and then he tells me to help myself to some of merrick's pear upside-down cake, and offers me a bananna and slim fast from the fridge. and tells me that the tv has cable if i get bored. then, he locks up and leaves and i'm there all by myself. i took a piece of the cake and had oatmeal [ i would have had the slim fast but the oatmeal and cake was more than enough ] and watched full house. he offered me stuff out of their fridge for god's sake. [ robbery, assault, and battery: genesis ] and now for something completely different. in response to my last entry, katrina writes: Oompopda: hey in your latest entry, about the punks wouldn't you say they think their all that and a bag of shit and then, she comments, on the layout: Oompopda: hes thinking man I wish I could grab that boob of his Oompopda: lol referring to the sexual tension in the placement of the pictures. i didn't even plan that, or anything! anyway, my dad just got the car running and wants me to help him with something in a minute. my back hurts! auuuugggh yeah, i know: let's all cry about it. ←/ b a c k w a r d / f o r w a r d /→ |
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