[ ] You know how to make a pot of coffee
[ ] You keep track of dates using a calender
[x] You own a credit card
[ ] You know how to change the oil in a car
[ ] You've done your own laundry
[ ] You can vote in an election
[x] You can cook for yourself
[x] You think politics are exciting
TOTAL SO FAR: 3
[ ] You show up for school late a lot
[ ] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket
[x] You've never gotten a detention
[ ] You have forgotten your own birthday
[x] You like to take walks by yourself
[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up
[x]You drink caffeine at least once a week
TOTAL SO FAR: 7
[x] You know how to do the dishes
[x] You can count to 10 in another language
[x] When you say you're going to do something you do it
[ ] You can mow the lawn
[x] You study when you HAVE to OR SOMETIMES
[x] You have hand washed a car before
TOTAL SO FAR: 12
[x]You can spell experience,without looking it up
[ ] The people at Starbucks know you by name
[ ] Your favorite kind of food is take out
[ ] The first thing you do when you wake up is smoke a cigarette
[ ] You can go to the store without getting something you dont need
[x]You understand political jokes the first time they are said
[x] You can type pretty quick
TOTAL SO FAR: 15
[ ] Your only friends are from your place of employment (or school)
[ ] You have been to a Tupperwareparty
[x] You have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job
[ ] You have more bills than you can pay
[x] You have been to the beach
[x]You use the internet everyday
[ ]You have been outside of the united states 3 or more times
[ ]You make your bed in the morning
TOTAL: 18
I act like I'm 18.
Sam! I know you don't come on my blog (well, duh, I haven't given you the link. I probably won't, haha, since it's my sorta diary) but I'm SUPERSUPERSUPERSUPERSUPERSUPERSUPERSUPER sorry that I was mad at you like an hour ago D: I'm really really really really really really really really really really sorry.
I'll prove it. Karma's out to get me. Or...it was. It already got me. During my mad-at-Sam-ness, I dropped my electric guitar on my toe.
I'M SORRY. You probably won't even read this so I'll text you or something when you get back. Or, wait, you said you'd text me. So, uh, yeah.
PUDGE
15 years ago
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