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I really don't know. I just don't know. What would I do? What should I do? Right now, at this very moment, I really don't care. Later on I might, but right now, I just don't give a s**t. I feel as free as a runaway slave. If it makes any sense, I am very sore, but it's only my head, and when I cough, my feet hurt. And when i think my feet hurt, it would actually feel like I was being tickled. And when I feel tickled, I feel happier than a tornado in a trailer park. And when I'm happy, I like to talk. And when I talk, some people don't like to listen. And when people don't listen, I get annoyed. And when I get annoyed, I scratch my head. And when I scratch my head, I give myself a headache. And if i scratch the right spot while I have a headache, I make myself cough. In reality, my chest and neck are very itchy because of my coughing. Well, now that I got the warm-up nonsense out of my way, I can talk about my day. Today was a, how would I put it, "Fancy" day. Saying something to someone and getting yelled at for it by him when I never really knew that I was wrong because nobody ever told me the "hard fact" so I could say "oh, okay-then, I-was-wrong, I-guess-I-just-forgot-about-it-then, Okay, I'll-take-some-of-the-blame, I-don't-really-mind," was a really smart idea. I thought what I had said was 100% true, not bothering to ask about more information, like prior knowledge, also not realizing that I hadn't thought about it for more than two seconds, but nope, instead I get yelled at, "grounded," and disapproved of by three different people, and also all three by one of those people. Can a guy not have some peace? I mean, I didn't know that my little comment would be taken the wrong way. Well it seems like this isn't the first time it has happened. Crap, I suck at avoiding these types of problems. But hey, I mean seriously, I really shouldn't have taken as much crap, if you wanna call it that, as I did over one little comment. I guess I should've specified which one I said "no" to. I guess I can take 95% of the blame, but the rest was kinda uncalled for. It's not like it was necessarily called for in the first place on purpose, but still, if only the little situation was avoided, everyone would be happy, I wouldn't have a bigger headache, and everything would be laddy da doo da. Yes, I have a headache, oh, you were thinking about the laddy da doo da? Oh, well thanks for thinking about the sick person here. Very thoughtful my friend, very thoughtful. I just played football like this. I think some people cared about it though. Like,hey, it's an advantage to have the other people thinking, "Oh, he's sick, i guess I'll take it easier on him, specially because he's mexican." Okay, maybe not the mexican part, but definitely the sick part. I still can't believe I now know how to stick someone, well, i guess a better stick: "Aim for the shins, wrap around, and hold tight. If he doesn't fall, hold tighter. And if he still doesn't fall then, just wait for one of us." That was some great advice, sadly enough, I still got hurt (stupid lip). So to sum it all up, today was a somewhat... "Fancy" day. A very... fancy day, no? Yeah, I guess it was.
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