Now that that little fact is out of the way, my day was meh.
I slept 'til noon so that's good, I guess. My sleep patterns are as all 'over the place' as Charlie Sheen's drug problems.
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See? I can't really be funny. I can sit here in thought and attempt to crack a joke using some entertainment reference but it never works out. My sister says I'm a mood killer. Tis true. If I do make people laugh, it's because I'm a clutz. Not just any clutz. But THE clutz. Tonight I lost my phone but luckily someone found it and returned it to me through a mess of phone calls and texts. Lame. The Dare sucks major. It seemed cool at first but now, it's just a nuisance. Touch screen stinks, I can't type on it, it'll call and beep in my pocket. I'd love an iPhone or Droid but that'll never happen. So I have to live with what I got.
I kicked Russian butt at volleyball. As much as I hated playing it in high school, for some reason Sportspark has always been fun. Probably because it's just screwing around and not so strict on rules. Though the 'three guys thing' sucks. But really we played a team of Russians who I guess played on a professional team. We lost. Despite being called the 'Underdogs', we're not too shabby. For a bunch of college kids and a mom. Still, we had to play with four so it wasn't much of a fight. But we still did awesome. So there's that.
Tomorrow, has me up in Phoenix to watch (what else) volleyball. Yippie. Not. I need to get to a Toys R' Us so I can get my Pikachu, because I'm that much of a nerd. I need to read for my classes and start on a rough draft. Continue practicing my guitar, which is getting a bit better by the way. So as things stand, life is aight. Still boring and lonely as ever. But okay by normal standards.
I turn 19 in a week. But I really could care less.
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