Shit, the day's not even over yet and I've already done damage.
BUT, before we get to that let me explain. Mallory's gone. I think she got kidnapped or something. I don't know. But she's going to be gone for TWO WEEKS. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that? In case you guys haven't noticed I rely on Mallory a lot and most of my fun comes from that little ginger...that sounded wrong. Back track. I. Am. Not. A. Lesbian. I asked her how I should spend these two weeks and she told me to:
-Booth for her.
-Get a job. What the fuck? No.....maybe.
-Finish that collage I never finished. NOPE.
-Hang out with that beaner. That beaner has bandcamp. Forever alone.
-Read a motherfuckin' book. Bitch took all my books.
-Plan a surprise for when she comes back. Chyeah, ok
In these last few hours I've done none of that. Instead I've made the decision to try out for the tennis team and managed to hit a guy on a motorcycle. Well, he hit me. It was kind of sort of not my fault. Basically, the guy tried to zoom around me as I was trying to turn, but I made a last minute decision and it ended wrong. I think the dude has a broken shoulder, but neither of us got a ticket.
So...yeah. Tits and shit. That's probably going to be the highlight of the next two weeks.
I hope all you bitches are having fun.