And that word is F*CK!!! What doesn't that word describe? We are now 4-0, and we got FOUR games next week. I also now have a D in math. And my mom's prolly gonna get me pulled from the high school program cuz the teacher is so bad and such a b*tch to me. She just sits up at night thinking "hwo can I make the new kid that's gone through so much got hrough more?" But it gets better. We, the entire 8th grade, has to take testing tomorow morning from 8 to 12. That's right. Four hours of testing that involve me getting up at 7 am. Crap! Better yet, we're supposed to bring calculators, and I'm just itching to tell my parents I lost mine. CRAP! O well. I least I get to look forward to the absolute ass-kicking the Eagles are gonna put on the Redskins Sunday (o how I hate the Skins).
And Candy, I remember you. I've been on recently, but you keep spazzin out, it's cute. Now my parents r being so annoying cuz its 10 already. Ugh!
sd76, *yawn*