The Service just called me in. To WORK. On the THIRD day of school. What? Are they freaking kidding me? I didn't even get a chance to write my "What I Did on My Summer Vacation:" essay. (Coming Soon...)
I don't know whether to be happy that everybody LOOVVVEEES me so stinkin' much or to shick a spork in my stinkin' eye.
I just hope that the potty mouth that I've been nurturing all damn summer can control itself on my FIRST DAY BACK TO FREAKING SCHOOL.
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