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EEE! The guy did not ask me out, Thank goodness. Instead he told me that I was really good at what I do. Which I guess is drama and acting considering that's the only class I have with him...hmm. I should ask him to clarify. 
In other news, I sent an apology letter to my teacher saying sorry for being such a horrible student who never submits anything and that it's not his fault if I fail. Maybe now he'll pass me :P Just Kidding. I'm working on my school. Somewhat slowly kind of not really at all. 
And my car broke down. Rather it has slowly been breaking down over the past 22 years and now it just decided to take all of it's senile anger out on me. There is something in the front wheel that makes a REALLY loud clicking noise that kind of sounds like a popcorn maker on wheels. Today I was driving down main street and everyone on the sidewalk was looking at me and then this drunk guy standing by the help center started yelling and pointing to my car trying to tell me that it was making a noise. Yeah thanks sir. As if I wasn't already embarrassed enough. Oh well. The lives of the poor and unknown *sigh*. One day, I will be able to afford a run down truck that looks country and I'll paint it like a pirate ship. I actually hadn't planned on that until my fingers rapidly (pun...) typed it out. But now that I am thinking about it, that would be kinda cool.
So. 
This is fun. 
Kinda awkward.
I have nothing left to say.
Grease rocks.
Goodnight. 
Go watch "Whip It"
mkay. now I'm gonna go.