Good news: I’m going to see All Time Low and We the Kings.
Bad news: My mother is coming along.
ASDFGHJKL;
Although Rita and I plan to have her stay in the bathroom. And she’s bringing a book, so we think it would protect her from drunk people throwing up on her. Aren’t we considerate?
If I’d observed all the rules, I’d never have got anywhere.
I never get a chance to log on to this anymore. But now I am cause I’m like the only person awake over here. Except for Gordo. But he doesn’t count.
You didn’t think it could happen. Yet it’s true. There’s something worse than Swine Flu. It’s called synchronous diaphragmatic flutter. Also known as the hiccups…
But in all seriousness, I’ve gotten the hiccups three times within the past 24 hours. This sucks. Especially when you’re trying to type and spastic movements just keep interupting you. Damn hiccups!
It was right then that I started thinking about Thomas Jefferson on the Declaration of Independence and the part about our right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. And I remember thinking how did he know to put the pursuit part in there? That maybe happiness is something that we can only pursue and maybe we can actually never have it. No matter what.
My Evil Health Teacher: Alex I’m going to compare a woman’s body to a baseball field. Say if you get to second base everytime, wouldn’t you expect to go to third base and all the way home?
Alex: Oh, I score everytime.
You just an’t buy moments as sweet as this. It’s really the only joy health class brings me.
If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun.
That people write sad songs.
Otherwise it would be impossible to ever get over heartbreak.