|Current music:||Foo Fighters - Californication|
The Three Musketeers
At one point on the drive back home, I saw from my window this guy lying on the ground. It was pouring rain, so it seemed sorta stupid. So, Mum went over to him to make sure he was ok. He was breathing, she told me later, but when she shook him, he didn't respond or anything. A couple friendly neighbors came over too too see what was jumpin. So, me mum called 911 and "the three musketeers" came. (Ambulance, fire truck, and police car.) They figured that he had been drinking or something and had passed out. (Dumo, what a loser.) Anyway, from our car, I watched the police lady pinch his toes and all this other stuff that's supposed to wake unconcious people up. Then we started driving back home to enjoy our hot chocolate and cookies. But, since we had to U-turn and stuff, we passed the police pow-wow a few times and saw that the brainless man in the drunken stupour had gotten up and was sitting cross-legged, talking to the police. (Perhaps trying to dream up an excuse for him acting like a total idiot.) Just as a closing comment, I found the whole situation pathetic and sickening. It shows how drinking can make you look like a total dumo.
First day back at school was good, considering it was a Monday. (And how great can Mondays be?) All my classes went ok, same as usual. I still have a howlin' elephant load of homeworkings, which I need to start on soon. But, I'm really excited because Mum and I are going to make cake and stuff for next Tuesday. I've been wanting an excuse to have a birthday cake or something but couldn't think of one. Then, BINGO, I remember Orlando Bloom's birthday is on the 13th of this month! Cookies and ice cream for all! :) :)
Currently Feeling: disgusted with society