School was.. Bothersome.
The games were good.
The ride home was nice. I was sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppy with my stomach filled with cookies and tuna fish sammich. So we napped.
Then, of course, my father is late picking me up again.
What? Is this the fourth time in a row? Are they trying to make it a habit of being late? It's sure a ******** annoying habit... stare
Now it's 10:30. I should be doing my homework right now like a good student. But it's so....routine. And it's only three weeks in to school. Bleh.
BORDERS!
So I was feeling emo a coupla minutes ae go. So I went to the head of one of my guilds and peeked in his journal. And it really made me laugh. Here goes:
How wasabi eats a sammich
First, a REAL sammich will have two normal peices of white or wheat bread. The stuffing shall not be cold-cuts. THE BREAD SHALL NOT BE MOULDY...!
The sammich shall NOT have its crusts cut off! Neither shall it be cut diagonally, in squares, or in any other way at all!
wasabi first bites off all the corners, then starts nibbling on the crusts. then, when all he has left is the nice squishy center, he munches in a circular motion like a spiral till he gets to the center. and, 'voila! sammich gone! 3nodding
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