Permalink Reply by Xuut on August 11, 2010 at 11:23am
I am... Camping. Sort of. Technically I'm living an old RV that's generator is crap.
These past few days we've been camping out at Wal-Mart and I've been living off my phone. >.> Poor Zookie. I am so glad to be able to use my laptop. :D
What "camping" has taught me:
I hate bugs.
I adore running water.
I adore indoor plumbing.
I adore Wal-Mart.
And I really believe this campground is sent from God.
Water (whether warm or cold) is a pleasure.
Also the Mr. Lube in Sudbury is a wonderful, wonderful place.
If I have to live like this during school, I'm going to die.
I'm sorreh? Where are you? Canada, I presume? Damn... You need to come camp in North Carolina.
Pardon me for being retarded, but it sounds nice. I mean, I love staying on my dad's sailboat which is more or less the size of an RV except for how it's shaped... Like a boat. I can't imagine staying on it for too long though, the 'vacation' mentality would wear off. v.v
Permalink Reply by Xuut on August 11, 2010 at 3:04pm
XD It's okay. And yes, Northern Ontario to be exact... Being eaten alive by bugs. XDD Don't have passports but I'm sure it'd be lovely.
Oh well not for me. I like having... well living in a house in the city with internet. I dislike not sleeping in my own house. So this isn't exactly my description of delightful. My dad seems to be having a ball.
Right up until we accidentally released the black water instead of the grey water... At the camp ground.
I've come to the conclusion that my brother is freaking awesome.
'Tis a shame that he hates me... v.v
Oh, and there are these two kids named Abe and Vera. They are siblings. And 'be' looks a lot like 'loe' so basically their names are Aloe and Vera.
Which is AWESOME.
And He is uncovered to be even more of an asswhole as I continue to facebook stalk him. Which I should really stop doing if I want any kind of closure...
Oh, and one of the girls on my volleyball team has a really hot brother. Lols, coach yelled at us for wearing make up and stuff to practice. After five suicides we had sweated it off anyways... Very embarrassing.
And none of that is what I am doing right now, just a random update about my life.
Well, I cried for the first time in a looooong time. My dog died at the vet's this morning. She was only four. It was supposed to be a routine surgery, and she came out fine, but they decided to keep her on painkillers for a while afterwards, and something happened.