Yo no soy marinero. Soy capitan

So it's Saturday and we have a three day weekend. Pretty sweet. I really need to clean my room. I'm feeling kind of down. Had a hard week lots of stuff with school so many assignments to hand in. I got credit for my Race car in physical science and I got 100% on my notebook in that class.  Thank God. Which is kind of odd because I didn't have any of the notes.  I mean I had some of them, but it'll bring my grade up a good amount. 

I need cheering up... I feel like crap.  I'm gonna go read some more Webcomics *shakes fist* 

Erin and I are going to write a fic, I was kidding around in a reply to one of her blogs and then...yeah.  I'll put it up whenever we start.  It's probably not going to make too much sense mostly on my behalf. 

Later =/

-- many hours later --

It's going to be one of those evenings again.  The kind that gets the whole family screaming at each other.  My Dad really needs to stop drinking.  I'm keeping myself out of this one. After a few more minutes I'm going to bed early. It's 6:54 oh fuck...trying so hard to stay out of it.  Bed now... loud music so I can't hear this. 


One of you is getting a call to keep me company.