Today I was in art class. It was pretty fun. Except, someone took my paint jar and poured it on my head. So there was blue paint all over my cloths, hair, and the floor. How great is that. Oh and it gets even better. The people that did it to me blamed it on me like I did it to myself. Like I would do something. Sarah was there with me. Like what the hell man.
*time skip 2 hours*
Okay so I'm at home now. There is a trail of blue paint leading from the door to my room how am I going to clean this up? But more importantly how am I going to explain this to my step mom and dad?
This week just gets better, no better doesn't it. Oh and did I mention that I had a pop quiz today that I was totally unprepared for?
How could this well get any worse?!
*time skip, that night*
Well I guess it's not so bad I mean my favorite show is on. "Bobs burgers" is the best. I have my pajamas on. I have popcorn and I'm watching bobs burgers on the couch. I don't think anything could possibly ruin this right now. *pounding sound coming from the front door* "it's the police open up." I spoke to soon.
I opened the door and who was it? It was Brendon and Danny and Sarah with a police light and a fake siren app on there phone. You see this is what I get for trying to enjoy something.
Brendon said "well, are you going to let us in dingus or what?" I let them in and what does Brendon do? He flops his butt right now on the couch and spills my coke. I said "I guess you guys are sleeping over?" "Well, if you insist." Says Brendon. "Well fan-fucking-tastic." Said Danny. "What happened?" I asked. "Oh nothing my sister Lorna is just being a bitch again." "Oh no, not again." Said Sarah in a sarcastic voice.
We sat there and watched a movie. I had to turn off bobs burgers. *cries* we watched "Nightmare on elm street". Sarah and Danny are freaking out, Brendon is laughing his ass off and I'm sitting here in the middle of it trying to put tape over Brendon's mouth so he will shut up and I trying to calm Dan and Sarah down. But does that work? No it fucking doesn't.
After that we just went to bed. Lol.
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