No?
Well then, fuck you.
Juuust kidding. I was just giving the ol blog a little make-over, because I was bored, and didn't feel like blogging.
Unfortunately there's some words en espanol on the top right hand corner, and the titles are all lowercase. Oh well.
You can't have everything. Which is typical.
I'm sick of complaining about my parents. They're taking over my life, but I have reason to complain. So, again, it's a bit ironic.
I don't even know what I'm saying. Perhaps I'm distracted by my Mama right there asking me if I need tutoring for the proficiency's. Or Jorge reading something off of The Bible out loud. Maybe its Zac's fart.
I was supposed to go to practice today, even though its Presidents day. But of course, my papa didnt want me to go. Because he's super supportive like that.
im going.