You know Ive been thinking lately. God has a problem with Mondays. think about it. Have you ever looked forward to a Monday? the only Mondays Ive enjoyed were the Mondays that i didn't know it was Monday. Well nevertheless let me begin my rant about how wonderful my Monday was. I woke up this morning half pass 6. laid there till seven. i realized my transportation to school would be there in ten minutes! Now i had to scramble! i was fully prepared for the call i knew i would have to rush but i was ready for it. So i jump outta bed get to the bathroom. first thing first. brush teeth. look in the mirror to do a hair check. meh" good enough!" i thought. i get to my room and for some reason i always pick my shirt before i pick my jeans. Do you do that? jw. anyway i picked out a gray sweater with and gray and purple argile sweater vest. then i picked out the only pair of clean jeans i had left. To my dismay they were a size 28. i knew full well that my ass would not fit into them but shit i went for it. OK so fitting a size 30 waist into a size 28 jean is almost impossible. its like...like when you re a kid and you have that box you have to put the shapes in, its like putting one off those plastic squares into the circle slot . Doesn't work. Well somehow after laying down pushing my stomach over and rolling on the bed for 3 minutes i got them on. YAY!!!! i thought. so i 8 minutes has passed i have two minutes to get my homework and out the door. i found my homework got my phone. sprayed my hair and walked outside. It was a nipply Monday in Detroit Michigan. sirens could be heard in the distance. i took a big cool breath of air. I continue to walk down my porch. they are six steps. one.two. BAM!!!!! Out of fucking nowhere. I'm going down like i two dollar hooker. not only did i proceed to fall down my stairs i ripped the pants. Not only did i rip the pants but my entire left thigh is exposed. So i had to run back inside find new pants. But there were none clean. so i did it.......i dipped in the the high school drawer. i might as well of wore leggings today. that how tight my pants are. But Never the less what a Monday.
ciao!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
3 comments:
Ripping a hole in your pants seems to be something that goes hand in hand with getting older. Pretty much every single one of us from the old group has ripped a huge hole in our pants in the last few months it seems. lol
hahahah really? it was a shitty mornign i can tell yah that! lol i didnt know you blogged dude! i shouldve known but coolio your stuff is rather entertaining!
oh, charles! it's okay. i had a pants-ripping incident this year. and i wasn't able to go home and change. thank gosh i was wearing a sweater... so i tied it around my waist like it was the 90s again :-)
Post a Comment