Went to a party last night, woke up naked with my wife's twin sister.
Ok, Homecoming = Friday, dance on Sat. The girl who I was gonna ask to the dance got asked by someone (one of my friends) the MORNING OF the day I was gonna ask her. Then I dislocated my shoulder and I've been out of football for two weeks. That was a bad day...
Well, the girl that I asked to Prom two years ago turned me down...the following day I(with 3 other classmates) competed in a State Economics competition which, of course, we lost by 1 point and didn't advance to the next round. The team that beat us went on to go 2nd in the nation for students taking AP level economics classes. Of trivial things, that was pretty bad.
I got hit in the nuts today during a dodgeball game, but i still cought it cause i rolled over and it stayed on me. so i guess i didnt have a bad day, so sue me.
I know what ur going through, same thing happened to me last year, but i found a more pretty girl to go with and we ended up dating for several months, but then she cheated on me (that b!tch) so i gave her the boot. How bad was the dislocation? I dislocated mine in preseason but came back to practice 3 days later. What position do u play? Im a saftey/wr, but i play mostly safety cause my hands need a little work.
Redhead is right...but it is all better now. Let me see: I had to drive a Stradale at speed on a racetrack today. Please cry me a river....
I opened the front door today, stepped out, locked the door, took a nice deep breath admiring the weather, took a step forwards and *CRUNCH*, I look down, and apparently I stepped on the carcass of a dead bird. What a way to start the day! -DC
I have to read 74 pages for my English class and then i have to study for my World History class because i have a HUGE test tommaro and if i dont pass i will be screwed. Then i need to do some geometry homework some chemistry homework and then im done. And oh ya i need to write a rough draft for a essay thats due Friday for my World History class (2 pages typed). *sigh*
Apparently one of the models I was photographing got mad when the other model said something about being prettier than she was.... then they started fighting and wrestling and knocked over the big bottle of baby oil now i have to get baby oil stains out of everything....
my chick walked in on me "browsing" the bikini thread... now i'm single. worst thing is there were no tissues handy for either of us...
I was restoring (repainting with wrinkle paint) a fuse box cover for my GTE and I ended up leaving it in the rental car (I was shuttling it from house to work). The guy who got the car after me refuses to return the car. I might have to hunt down a used one. Not easy, not cheap.... I feel pretty stupid...
