what's up, homies?
today was an eventful day, but shall i start off with the weekend, yes, i think i should.
friday, i don't even remember. i guess i was sitting home being bored, who knows?
saturday, torry came over my house and then we went to the carnival up by eastpoint mall and we had fun! we went on the zipper and then we went on the samarai (sp?) and then on the round-up and then my dad and i went onto the claw/street fighter together. torry and arron says that my dad and my face was funny. we're losers.
on sunday, we went back to the carnival and torry and me went on the zipper twice and we went on the samarai and then the claw and we went home. but, i still had fun. the samarai is fucking scary as shit. it reminds me of an upside pirate ship and when it's flipping you, it leaves you up in the air and my whole ass was off of the seat. goshers, i thought i was gonna shit my pants.
monday, today, it was a B day and my dad took me in late and I JUST SO HAPPENED to be there the same time torry was, so, we skipped first period. then, we went back for second and then we skipped third together. and we went in for C lunch, which is our lunch and we tried to stay for D lunch, with Crystal and Sabrina...but, things didn't work out.
we were sitting behind the tech building and all four of us were smoking a cigarette and then Ms. Cochran came by and Crystal and Sabrina ran and Torry and I just walked until she finally told us to stop. She was like, "kirstie, you planning on cutting my class again?" and i was like, "i don't cut your class, my dad picks me up. we're having family problems." or something like that. then, she took us to lunch and then she took us to the office and we had to sit in there and this boy carl was sitting on chair over from me and the chair in between us had a folder on it and he said something like, "there's a folder right there."
and i was like, "thank you. i'm not sitting right there." with this snappy ass attitude. so, then officer koose or fucking whatever her name is, took us to the ISS room. (In-School-Suspension.) And yeah, we had to stay there until lunch was over, which was like ten minutes. and the teacher in there was CREEPSKI! with his creepy eyebrows and his cocked eyes. oh well...
so, then after all that, torry's mom came and picked us up. i didn't go to fourth and then we went to her house and watched, "Surreal Life", "Celebrity Fit Club" and we raped each other and i gorged myself in crackers and as torry says: "only rapists eat crackers..." she's right. *smiles cheesily* and then we took a nap and we went downstairs and as i was about to gorge myself in chicken, my dad picked me up. so, now i'm here and my muscles ache from the carnival. i can hardly move my fucking neck.
well, i'm gonna go...and...eat a pop-tart. god, i am such a fatass and then, i'll lay down and watch television, it's what i do best.