August 13, 1999

What a frustrating day.  My mom forces me out of bed at 9:30.  What's up with that?  Anyways, I get out of bed, stumble into the laundry room to find my clothing taken OUT of the washing machine so that Dave can wash his clothes.  So I pile together some clothes from seventh grade and feebly make my way to the shower.  That was basically the highpoint of my day.  After the shower, it was off to the shop to build up some $3,000+ bikes that my neighbors just bought.  The thing was, I did it for free.  I was there from 10:00 am to 5:00 pm and I didn't get paid a dime.  Needless to say, that left me slightly angry.
After work, I got home, ate dinner, and found that ALL of my friends were either out of town or gone for the evening.  So I drove to the Pit to go jumping.  Little did I know, I was going to have an off day.  I didn't crash; I just was scared and couldn't get my speed and timing right and the wind was blowing...
So then I went home and tried to locate some party that Vickers told me about.  No luck.  By now it's 8:45 and I have no options left.  So here I am at 9:45 on a Sunday night, typing on my computer.  And being pissed.
Last night kinda set me up for this wonderful day, though.  I mowed lawns all day, then practiced with Ian and Brandon.  We figured out this Ataris song.  It's pretty rippin'.  But after that, I went to our Ward Party!  SOOOOOOO GAY!  Off to Tim's house I went, hoping to find a source of entertainment.  I got there and there were a bunch of kids there talking about/making plans for going swimming at my neighbors.  So I show up at the alloted time.....nobody there.  Me and Tim talked to Lindsay Loveless (the girl whose house was supposed to be a swingin party) for a little bit, then left.  Tim and I were both hungry, so we called Lindsay Hansen up and went to Village Inn.  I have just realized, last night at 11:49 pm, that I have no chance with Lindsay at all.  As I write this, she's on a date with some guy from Highland.  So I guess it's time for me to think about other girls.  The problem is that I don't want another girl....I want Lindsay.

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