[ mood | bitchy ]
[ music | Beastie Boys ]
Sha. Started tutoring this girl in Math yesterday.
Mom: Got ay plans for this weekend?
Me: Yeah, actaully. Do you think-
Mom: Too bad, you're tutoring
Me: I'm what? Wait, what? Who when? WHAT?
Mom: Yeah, I volunteered you, John ___'s (I'm not saying last name, because then you could figure out who it is, and I like to respect her privacy) daughter. And she needs to get away from that crackheaded drunken step mother of hers.
Me: :silence: ...What?
Mom: You're tutoring _____. Today. Get out of room ya' retard.
Me: ... O_O|||| Okay Mommy dearest.
So yeah. She came over, and we did math for about 2 hours. It felt good to be knowing what I'm doing. It was simple Pre Algebra, intoductions of variables and such. I miss doing those. Damn Geometry!
But anywho, she slept over
Went downtown with ____. Got new earrings- they're polar bears. >w< Sha. Spent $40, got picked up came home. Raven came over. Kristy came over. Kevin came over. Ate dinner. Played video games. Brought ____ home. Kicked everyone out of the house.
PISSED OFF THAT THE PATS PLAYED SHITTY LAST NIGHT AND THE ******** BRONCOS ARE GOING TO THE SUPER BOWL!!!!! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT THE WORST ******** TEAM EVER KNOWN AS THE DAMN STEALERS ARE ALSO IN THE BIG BOWL. MOTHER DAMN ********!!!!!! I'm not even going to watch the big bowl this year I'm so ******** mad....
Hopefully my 'busy night' will make me feel better. Only a few of you know what I mean.... DAMN YOU BRONCOS AND STEALERS! DAMN GOD SHOULD ******** SMITE YOU BITCHES OF A TEAM!
 Print Me Out · Mon Jan 16, 2006 @ 01:21am · 0 Comments |
