I went to the grocery store today, and I was looking at the birthday cards, and there were ones that were homoerotic. There was a really hot guy shirtless on one, and it said "I was gonna buy you one of these for your Birthday..." on the front, and I said, "But I didn't know what size."
I opened up the card, and that's exactly what it said on the inside. It's really sad when you can quote sexy cards like that, eh?
Also, you know how up until this point my only schoolmate that I've seen outside of school is Hot Cross Country guy? Well, at the grocery store, I saw six people from my school. Six. Separately. The grocery store is the cool place to hang out for teenagers, eh? Good thing I was still wearing my soccer uniform.
Speaking of which...we had a soccer game today.We kicked ass. I rock. Okay, so I don't rock, exactly, but I'm the fastest one on my team. Which is good.
You know how I said I'd write a song about CC hottie? Well, I didn't have time to today. Ok, so I did have time, I was just feeling lazy. I do that often.
So, in chat, I got hitched to Reaper'sharvest. Thanks Jules! I'm going to write my own version of "Here comes the bride" for when I'm walking up the aisle. I'm excited.
Ummmmmm...and about Boy Scouts...I probably should have quit by now. I really hate it, and I want out. I'm just too damn stubborn to quit. I hate quitting.