Friday, June 26, 2009

blah blah blah

sometimes i honestly wonder what on earth I'm doing here. *sigh* anyway, so far i have made 600 bucks. one fifth of my way to the goal of *DUN DUN DUN* 3000 moolahs. i spend my days going from house to place, watchin screamin kids scream, and i clean. i clean like hecky peck. in my free time, i visit our magnificent two-story library and put books in the wrong place. whenever i come back, they are in their rightful areas. always. this gives me hope that, yes, someone out there truly has it worse off than me. there are people who search through the shelves and return [last name author] 'schmidt' back upstairs from where it was ingeniously placed between two books written by F.Scott Fitzgerald. *sigh* now and then chill with billy lester and ava. keepin it cool.
i have decided that the repeating soundtrack to this summer so far is "Boyz in the Hood" cover by dynamite hack
trust me, it fits.
one of my jobs is turning on the sprinklers at my dentists' house (better not piss them off!). they've gone to like north dakota or arkansas on vacation or something. i turn on the sprinklers and sit on the steps for 15 minutes. then i turn them off, and turn on the other set of sprinklers.
hard stuff. i better be making some serious bank, man. i'll take the time to remind you, i am often sarcastic. i am a poem, not a microsoft manual.
*sigh* im a pinecone

one good thing happened this week. i met this boy who looks like this -> with like.. bit longer hair. i just about died. he isnt that cooll i guess, but he looks really keen, man. and he can play the guitar. i was riding my bike when i hear my name being screamed. i stop and am tackled by my ex-freshman-now-sophomore-something friend named AMBURRRRReiiiii who was hanging with some girl and this good-looking chap.
i am surrounded by hot guys and i am a pinecone. it's torture, knowing that the thought of me as something other than "one of the guys" makes said hot guys throw up in their mouths. *sighs*
even CHRIS knows what making out with a guy is like. when straight boys have more experience with boys than you,..then you KNOW it's bad. ... it's bad...
in other news, michael jackson died. huhm. i dunno. alien ant farm's cover of smooth criminal ..is nice. yikes, man.
if sean maher died, however, i would be heartbroken, honestly. severely so.

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