I do not like it when I'm being forced to do something. Even if the thing in question is essentially enjoyable, I still hate it, just because it's forced to me. Well, the thing in question here is not enjoyable. In fact, it might be the universe's way of showing it hates me. Here's the thing.
Birthday parties are generally nice. That is, if you are close to the one celebrating or if you at least know the other people there. None applies to me in this case. Sure, the neighbors that invited
Updated 19th February 2011 at 11:32 AM by Kamex
Lawnmowergirl is a very silly person who likes eclairs and various kinds of mushrooms. She does not claim to be particularly attractive, and firmly denies that this is in any way related to something Umbrella did recently. Random paragraph. ololol
To French and back:
Lawnmowergirl is a very silly person who loves lightning and various types of fungi. It does not purport to be particularly attractive, and vehemently denies that it is
Not me, but one of my friends did. She moved there about two days ago and the funny thing is, she's already been carded for wearing shorts that were, well, here's how she put it:
They gave me a warning and said I had to have my knees covered up or at least close to it.
I knew that the culture there is different from the culture here in North Carolina, but not that different. Here we have people that are, um, just check out this site http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/.
Yep. Census run looks like it's all dried up.
Kinda my fault, family had plans for tomorrow and they wanted to put on some assignment in the middle of nowhere. No thanks, not worth the little money I'm left with after they tax us, especially in the Baltimore heat. The operation ends tomorrow anyway, so I would have maybe had 3 hours only, and then I would have been unemployed again. My little brother has to go back to school soon, so I'd like to spend the day with the family down
So yeah, I'm definitely having "one of those days."
Starting off, I literally didn't get any sleep last night. Literally, none. Between trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with my iTouch and stressing over my final that I had this morning, I didn't get a fucking wink.
I get to school about an hour early so that I can cram a little. I finally get to my test. It's only 50 questions, and I breeze through the thing in about five minutes, getting