Rubber ducky, you're the one.

So when I woke up this morning and was going to pick a fruit from my fruit tray, I noticed something funny with one of my apples. It had fissures running through it. It wasn't frozen, and it wasn't like that yesterday and there were no bugs in it and it wasn't browning in the fissures. Apples normally start to brown after 5 mins. It was kind of dry inside. By far the strangest thing I have ever seen happen to an apple. I appologize for the picture being out of focus, I did not want to lean back on my chair to make it in focus because I didn't want to fall.

I went to activities fair today. The swag stunk. The only decent things were rubber duckies and purple sparkly ectoplasm that smelled like grape. The ectoplasm even got old once it started sticking to everything and making them smell purple. The student democrats made a good effort with condoms taped to paper saying "Looking for a nice piece of ass?" I thought I might be able to get some if I handed this to someone. I tested it on a friend. His response was "Yeah, I am. Let me know if you find any." Ouch. What an ego blow. When I later confronted him about his rudeness he said he didn't know I was offering. Poor excuse. My self esteem took a good -34 hit. I guess I should choose my friends better.

When I heated up my left over pasta, I didn't notice the microwave melted a hole in the bottom and got melted butter sauce all over my desk and some on my pants.

Classes are okay I guess. Honestly I have covered 3 topics in my 5 classes. Counting, Multisets, and vectors, so things are a bit boring. I shouldn't have taken so many math courses, I think. It's not that I mind them, it's just that I would like a little more variety in my life.

I called my momma today. She didn't have much to say. The linemen got kicked out of football practice and my sister found a dress that makes her look skinny and was $12.50. All my dad had to say was there was a hole in the radiator of the shitty buick. It really doesn't matter, that car will never die.

Do people actually read other people's blogs? It's hard to tell because they hardly ever comment on them. I know Jenna and Euge have commented on my blog before. I guess there isn't much to say to a blog entry most of the time. I know I check my list of like 5 people's blogs at least 3 times a day. I don't know whether this is because I am interested in what is going on with them, or just because I sit here bored a lot. It is probably a little of both depending on the blog. I used to hate blogs, but I really don't have another way to let people like Nikki and Jenna and other folks I hardly see how things are going with me.

Something good has to happen soon. I have had too many bad to ehh things happen to me in the past month. I would be quite content with things just settling down and everyone getting along. I miss being in a good mood and being a cheery kid. I'll cross my fingers real tight.