Stoopid Sheep

baaaah

Start yer football game already!

with 2 comments

It’s early to think about this, but someone needs to have a cool New Years’ party. With hot girls. No more of this “sausage party” business. Not that I go to these things much. Or at all.

Here’s how it looks up until next Monday:

Tomorrow – day off. Lots of homework and finally organizing my binder.
Wednesday – 8:08 to 3:30 with only a break for lunch. And because of our stupid evil schedule, we don’t have lunch at the same time as everyone else. And my science teacher is…strange.
Thursday: Off-campus gym in the morning, then only three afternoon classes. Sexy.
Friday: First period free. Otherwise, not that great.
Saturday: Party at John’s house! …with his parents. Sweet. There will be much SimCity-ing.
Sunday: Come back home. Sad.
Monday: School again, but I have two frees, one of which is last period.

Somebody’s playing really, really loud Albanian pop music. It’s either outside, or it’s our neighbor in the studio apartment. It’s kinda like Indian music. It’s kinda cool except that I think it’s the same song over and over. I’m about to eat some Trader Joe’s raspberry apple sauce. Unless Mom killed it off already. Goodbye.

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Written by envika

September 19, 2006 at 5:32 am

Posted in Uncategorized

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  1. what makes you think your parents will let you go to a New Year’s Eve party with hot girls???

    OG

    September 19, 2006 at 8:54 pm

  2. why not if there not doing anything bad
    hey i saw u today which is rare cuz ur at the weird hallway. word. wow i have no life. how sad.

    sdgdsfsdf

    September 22, 2006 at 5:26 am


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