Danny:
It's 2:30 AM and I have yet to start my final essay for English. Gah, I am so stupid! I should always check to see what homework I have before playing video games. Around 1 o' clock, around the time I beat Halo 3 for the second time on heroic difficulty, I realized I had to write this essay. I checked to see if anyone was online via AIM, no dice. Then, I thought, "Who could be awake at this time?" And only one name came to mind: Max. I called him up and, luckily, he was awake making pickles. PICKLES?! Who makes pickles? And at this hour? Anyway, he helped me calm down and told me what he does in these situations: Drink 2 red bulls, read 10 pages of any book, and start typing. So far, I've only done the first thing. Hearing my own heartbeat has to have been the single-most scariest sound I have ever heard. So now, in the lowest-of-the-low position I have ever been in, I ask for your help.
Mrs. Koch:
Danny! GO TO BED! You can stay home tomorrow if you need to.
Danny:
Um... thanks Mom, I love you!
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2 comments:
most scariest?
otherwise, I write stuff like this. It's great to talk about what you're doing rather than look-for-something-to-talk-about entry.
Get some sleep.
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HAHAHAHA Thats GREAT! I wasnt aware it was danny talking at the begining but i found the pickles thing funny.
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