Cause you had a bad day...

Yes, I surely did, and this is how it went: Yesterday evening, Grace, my mom and I went to this meeting for an upcoming history class I'm taking. When the meeting was over at about 8:40, we got in the car and started it up. I felt it shaking and I was like,

"Uhh...that can't be good.."

"Oh goodness!" My mother cried, looking at the dashboard, "We're totally out of gas!" Grace quickly turned off the car to preserve the gas while we thought,

"Ok," My mom said, "Just start it again and go real slow. I think there's a gas station just down the hill." So Grace started the car...and it shuddered and conked out. Great. So here we were, stuck in a college parking lot with no gas, people who we didn't really know, and darkness settling in around us.

"Well, we should walk down the hill and see if they have a gas can." So we walked about two blocks down until the Mobil came into sight. Once we arrived, we asked the smiley young man if he had a gas can, and he informed us, with a smile, that no he had none. So we once again set off, this time walking a mile uphil to another gas station. On the way up, my mom decided to take off her shoes (cause they were apparently hurting her feet) which caused great discomfort with me and Grace. We told her the sidewalks were super dirty, but she didn't listen. Grace's frazzled nerves were set off once again, when I turned my head to look at some guys who had beeped at us. She said I was the perfect target for them, and I told her there was nothing wrong with looking to see who it was who was BEEPING AT YOU! *sigh*
Anyway, we reached the other gas station, and asked if they had anything. After the girl looked for about 5 or 10 minutes, she found this small, dinky gas can, and sold it to us for 10 dollars! What a rip-off! But we, being desperate people, took it, and made the mile trek back to our car.
Once there, we realized that we didn't know how to use the can, so it took us 20 minutes to actually figure it out, then pump the half gallon into the tank.
We finally were able to drive down the hill to the Mobil, fill our tank, and wash the disgusting smell of gasoline off our hands...all while getting attacked by Mayflies.

Hooray.


Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Joy's Opinion On: Rap/Hiphop

It mostly sucks, and not just because I hate the sound of it, but because most of it is lewd, pointless and obnoxios. Probably one of the only songs I like that includes rap in it is "Where'd you go?" by Fort Minor. Also this one Eminem song I heard a while ago, but I don't know what it was called...

50 Cent is cute, but his music blows. (I like his dimple)...Ok, moving on...

Ok, I'll admit that I also like Usher's "Yeah" (I think it's in the hiphop genre...), but only because there's some sort of an inside joke in there, right Dd? Oh, same with "Gold Digger."

Ok, so "Yeah"; "Gold Digger"; the Eminem song; and "Where'd you go?" are just about it.

Who here hates Missy Elliot? Please rais your hands people...or else I may never post on this thing again. If no one does, my faith in humanity is shattered. I beseach thee, RAISE YOUR HAND

Crippled Runner

I got out of bed and stayed asleep
Ate my breakfeast but didn't taste it
Combed my hair then realized my baldness
Put on my contacts though I have 20/20
Watched the broken TV
Cooked over an unlit fire
Read a bit of my blank journal
Wrote a letter with a dried up pen
Took a shower in the bath
Laced up my flipflops
And walked out the window

But that's just the way I roll

Now please tell me I'm not retarded.

Uups

Ok, I just realized that if I change the address, people will not be able to find my blog, since they'll have to look at my blog to see the new address, so I've changed it back. Terribly sorry people!

~The Adamant

New name

Hello folks. Once again, I must admit I've errored. Though this error is on a very large scale. I've realized that the phrase "The Adamanter's Debate" makes absolutely no sense, since Adamanter isn't even a word. So I have changed the name to "The Adamant's Debate" which makes much more sense. The web address is also now www.theadamantsdebate.blogspot.com

Terribly sorry, but give me credit, since I was young at the time of creating it, and in the two years it's been alive, no one stooped to correct me.

Signed,
The Adamant

Missing...

Ok, this is the cheesiest post I have posted yet, but it's all true. I am currently missing 10 people.

PITY ME

On a more interesting note, I thought I had stub appendicited last night (it's where they accidentally don't cut off all of your appendix, so appendicites comes back. Yeah, it's sucks), cause the pain felt the same, but I don't feel anything today. Phew. Well, I'm off to celebrate.