The weekend was so awful, why do all the non-excitable things happen to me? It doesn't really matter because no matter how much I beg and complain my life will continue to be the same. Am I right?
Friday was boring, the power went out Thursday night so I had to stay home and help the family clean up afterwards. It's really weird when you're on the computer with a million lights on, then suddenly, the computer turns off and the lights go out all at the same time. Electricity is so wonderful wouldn't you say? Well... I suppose sticking a knife in a socket and holding on to that knife wouldn't make electricity so wonderful now huh? Well... anyways yeah that's Friday for you, sleep all day and re-set clocks.
Saturday was... well interesting. The begining of the day was boring, I got up and made lunch which was warm vegetable soup and a large glass of water. Then I had a shower, still not much going on is there? I don't think I did much more, I went on MSN messenger and talked to my freaky friends, also talked to my friend's ex. It was all fine and dandy. Then of course at supper time I had to go make my brother food, he was dancing around the house in his underwear yelling, 'Hotdogs, Hotdogs!!' I think he thinks he's the king of the world and I'm his loyal slave... oh well we decided on chicken burgers. So... I watched television for about an hour while the chicken cooked and my brother kept talking about some television program I didn't understand... something about a 10-year-old with a very, very advanced brain. Oh well, the chicken came out, unburnt and cooked quite well, then I went back on MSN. Afterwards, my sister and I went to the mall to... catch up on sisterly'ness? Well... we ran around for awhile, bought some paints, looked in the 'girly' stores and then got tired. We stopped at McDonalds and decided to get fat, so we binged on ice cream and fries, yum yum. After McDonalds my sister dragged me into a store and I saw the most beautiful skirt ever! I tried it on and it rocked my socks. Then my mom said it was too skanky and would make me look like a whore. Oh Sacres Blues.
Sunday... is well Sunday. So far, I got up and did nothing, I washed the dishes and now here I am... wishing my life away by writing a journal. I'm such a sad soul, who has time to sit here and write their life down, obviously a lot of us gaians because there are a lot of journals. But, here I am rambling again... I suppose sooner or later you're all going to want to kill me painlessly and bury me in the backyard... my... own... backyard... It doesn't matter though, I'm still the happy cheerful person I always am. Advice for today, eat your brocoli, clean your socks, wash your ears and read my rambling.
~Dov surprised
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