nothing to do... part 3

Yesterday, after school, i went to chipotle with my cousin. After that, i went home and played video games until about 11:45, then went to bed. I HAVE NO LIFE!

nothing to do... part 2

Yesterday was a half day. So when I got out of school, Josh and I went to Papa Johns to see if my friend Jnew was working, his car was in the parking lot, but he wasnt there. He texted me later and said his mom drove him to the hospital. So after that I went to Dylan's house. I got there and he was just waking up. We went on the internet, and listened to music, and smoked, and shit, until Rory and Gavin came over. When they got there, we did the same thing for a few hours. At around 5:30 we went up to walgreens, and Gavin got picked up by his mom. We went back to dylans house, and went down to the basement, to play playstation, until my mom wanted me to came home. I convinced her to come pick me up, ad give Rory a ride home, cause it was cold as hell. When we got to Rory' house i went inside, and finally picked up his old bass that he said i could have, because i gave him my old leather jacket. When i got home i started working on the bass. I took it all apart, and sanded the stupid shit scratched into it off. Another hapless night, but what else is there to do?

nothing to do...

It seems like I never have anything to do. Call up Dylan, and Rory, go hang outside a gas station, or the walgreens, or sit in someones basement. Sit around smoking listening to music, and talking about nothing. But what else is there to do? Saturday, Rory, and I walked to the store, bought some stuff, then walked to Dylans house. We stayed there for a while playing playstation. Then we walked to Rorys house. When we got there we went inside, and did nothing. We just sat there smoking and laughing at Rorys dads hilariousness, Untill i had to go home. Dylan came with me, and we went back to my house. When we got there, we sat around and played Xbox, and smoked. Yeah its boring, but what else is there to do?

My Writing

I really dont know what to say about my writing. I dont think its that good. But i dont think its horrible. I think i tend to use alot of run on sentences, which im trying to stop doing so much. I also forget to capitalize stuff sometimes. I dont use alot of punctuation ,and i never really write that much but im getting better about that. Usually I cant really put my ideas into words, cause i hate writing.

My Life

The other night, i was standing outside walgreens, as usual, with the usual people, talking about the usual things, and i realized something. My life is like Seinfeld. Except like the rated R version. No nevermind, the unrated version. you can only say fuck a certain amount of times in an R rated movie, and we surpass that in about 2 or 3 sentences. But back to the point. We stand around and do nothing, talk about nothing,and yet have full conversations, and are almost never bored. Its a show about nothing.

Striking Revelation!

I was watching the movie "Polar Express" with my little cousins the other night, and i had a striking revelation. This movie should never be shown to children. I think the book was written by child molesters. A mysterious train appears in a little boys backyard out of nowhere, a strange man, the little boy doesnt know, comes out and says the little boy can meet Santa Clause,if he gets on. So he gets on the train. Remind you of anything? Like a mysterious van, with no back pulls up next to a child walking home from school, or something like that. The strange man that the child has never seen before, tells the kid that hes got candy in the back. So the child gets in. This is not the kind of thing you want your kids to see. It will teach them to trust stranger.
DO NOT SHOW THIS MOVIE TO CHILDREN!!!

language...

I think i speak pretty well. My grandma always corrected me when id say things wrong, when i was younger. Some things i dont really find a point in, like "whom", and such. But generally i think im pretty good about grammer. I do still use "slang", and bad grammer, sometimes i guess. But i try to catch myself in it. Alot of my friends use bad grammer. Some things, i dont really care about, like saying seen instead of saw. Sometimes i say it. But others get on my nerves, like when someone says "I told him if he wanted to go" for some reason that really pisses me off. Maybe its about understandability.