There are WAY more than 50 days until I see Mason. The real number?: 64.
GOD... I figured that out in MATH CLASS today!! I was sitting at my seat, thinking about Mason and about numbers when ALL OF A SUDDEN... I say to myself, "Oh my God!!!! Just 25 more days left!!!" I thought it was too good to be true! And it was...
I pulled out my phone and counted the days. I passed 25 and thought, "Okay, maybe 30. Maybe I'm 5 off."
Nope.
I kept going and going until I struck 64... SIXTY FOUR!
I can't believe it... I just really can't... It seems so far, far away... IN ANOTHER GALAXY!!
... Sorry, I had to do a Star Wars reference. :)
Anyway... damn... My week is... all one big flippin' mess. I am moody as Hell, I dropped my Italian test, and I don't know how I did on my retry of my math test. At least I only had to do the problems I missed; which was about 5-6 problems. Not bad.
Nonetheless, I am so.... so... SO... moody this week. It's ridiculous!
I go on Facebook to send messages to my family members about Mason's address and if they want to send letters... until I saw this one post from a girl I knew at my second high school. It said something like how she was the captain of the soccer team at the college she goes to-
AND IT HAD 207 LIKES!!!!!
WHAT THE FRENCH TOAST, PEOPLE????? DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO SHE IS????
GOD!!! Some people!!!
But honestly; those people who live off of Facebook need to realize that you CAN meet up with your homies in real life.
IT IS.... POSSIBLY... PEOPLE.
Just get off your ass, go to your car OR walk, and see your goddamn friend.
That...
Simple...
Gah...
AND ANOTHER THING!!!!
What is up with people naming themselves on Facebook "Queen" or "Swag-magnet" or something RETARDED???
I'm sure your bosses are going to enjoy that when they look over your history.
And I don't mean in a friendly way, either... I mean, "LOL look at this jackwagon!!!"
Seriously...
Come on...
...
You know what this moodiness is bringing me? Hunger.
Oh my WORD I am HUNGRY today!!! I doubt it's a growth spurt because growth spurts don't make you moody every minute of every DAY.
Jesus...
Well, listen everybody, my day was... as you can tell... not so fantabulous. It wasn't BAD... it just wasn't GREAT and STUPENDOUS. Yet I am home now, I finished my homework, so I think it is time to relax, drink my Mio, and type my story.
Sound good?
I think so too.
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