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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

PostHeaderIcon Two Loco Lives: Day 3

*The header seems to work on Firefox but not Google Chrome, I'm confused, my bad guys.. I'll get a friend to help me out sometime this week, my apologies.. 

Chance:

Today's a sad day. I woke up, barely made the bus, and went to school were I learned about life and it was just an amazing experience as always, NOT. School sucked, another substitute in Geometry which is TOTALLY weird because our teacher is like perfect and never gone, at least this one didn't fall asleep. He sounded very feminine, but oh well. Anyways, we went into Biology where our teacher had a melt down about things being out of order, not really a surprise to me. Look, I'm sorry for such a boring post but when I came home today, I noticed my dad missing.. Turns out he got a last minute flight to California because his dad is dying, and he wanted to be with him for his last breaths.. I'm sorry once again, I'll get over it soon, it's just hard to see family go.

Ty:

Today was okay. Standard Tuesday in my book. It seems I've never broken away from my winter break sleeping schedule yet, which consisted of staying up until 3 am and waking up at noon. Now that school has started, I have to go to sleep around 10 (which turns into midnight) and wake up around 6 (which turns into 6:30). Then I have to leave my warm fortitude known as my bed and travel the cold hallway until I reach the shower. After the long trek through the hallway, I expect a reliable source of warmth, yet sometimes the shower decides to be cute and be ice cold instead of warm. That usually results in me being pissed for a couple hours. I hate the cold. Hate it. I love winter, but I hate the cold. Maybe I hate 110 degree more than the cold. I dunno. Had a cold shower today, was mad, did school, came home, slept. Standard Tuesday in my book. 

-Chance & Ty

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