Thursday, January 27, 2005
Woah, buddy...
Last night I went out to Sean's house. We watched the movie/documentary/independent film: Pauly Shore Is Dead. It was pretty good, a lot of celebrity cameos. Britney Spears being one of them. Awesomeness! Then I gave him the movie Anchorman, so we watched our favorite parts. That movie is so hysterical.
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"Pauly."
"Pauly who?"
"Exactly."
The only thing from today that I've been dreading is giving my mom my report card. I got an "F" on my Trig exam, and honestly, I don't know why. I studied so hard for it and I was pretty sure I knew what I was doing, I atleast thought I'd have a "C". Oh well, I just showed my mom, and she said that she didn't care about the test grades, and she was glad that I have a 3.8.
Some Spanish lady called my house today and asked to speak to me, so Trent tells her that I'm here. She starts asking me a bunch of questions, like my address, my name, etc. so I just made up shit. Haha, and then she asked for my Social Security Number and I was like "No" and she was like "You can trust this company blah blah blah", I was like "No, I'm late for work, bye". Look, I may be blonde, and yes, I may have believed that stomach ulcers are contagious, but I'm not going to give out my Social Security Number. DUH. Are stomach ulcers contagious?
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I heard two of the funniest stories today. They were both kinda gross, but still very humorous. I literally started crying because I was laughing so hard.
Story #1: My good 'ol buddy, Tyla, was using the bathroom at school today, when he set his binder down on the floor. When he picked it up, he realized that he had set it in something, well, something that he thought was 'water'. He then smelled it, letting it touch his nose, then realizing that it wasn't 'water', but was 'urine'.
Story #2: Sean told me this one... Some kid, not sure who, had edible 'Sour Green Apple' spray candy and he dumped all the liquid candy out of it, and peed in it. He then gave it to some kid who then sprayed it in his mouth thinking that it was candy.
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Oooo... The OC is on tonight. Yea!
Gotta go draw my daggas!
Lata'
"Knock, knock."
"Who's there?"
"Pauly."
"Pauly who?"
"Exactly."
The only thing from today that I've been dreading is giving my mom my report card. I got an "F" on my Trig exam, and honestly, I don't know why. I studied so hard for it and I was pretty sure I knew what I was doing, I atleast thought I'd have a "C". Oh well, I just showed my mom, and she said that she didn't care about the test grades, and she was glad that I have a 3.8.
Some Spanish lady called my house today and asked to speak to me, so Trent tells her that I'm here. She starts asking me a bunch of questions, like my address, my name, etc. so I just made up shit. Haha, and then she asked for my Social Security Number and I was like "No" and she was like "You can trust this company blah blah blah", I was like "No, I'm late for work, bye". Look, I may be blonde, and yes, I may have believed that stomach ulcers are contagious, but I'm not going to give out my Social Security Number. DUH. Are stomach ulcers contagious?
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I heard two of the funniest stories today. They were both kinda gross, but still very humorous. I literally started crying because I was laughing so hard.
Story #1: My good 'ol buddy, Tyla, was using the bathroom at school today, when he set his binder down on the floor. When he picked it up, he realized that he had set it in something, well, something that he thought was 'water'. He then smelled it, letting it touch his nose, then realizing that it wasn't 'water', but was 'urine'.
Story #2: Sean told me this one... Some kid, not sure who, had edible 'Sour Green Apple' spray candy and he dumped all the liquid candy out of it, and peed in it. He then gave it to some kid who then sprayed it in his mouth thinking that it was candy.
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Oooo... The OC is on tonight. Yea!
Gotta go draw my daggas!
Lata'
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