shouldn’t I study some more first?
Bloody hell, so I should be studying right now and I’m not. For some reason I just can’t pick up my books, I find as many things as I can to avoide studying, and once again with writing this I am avoiding my books. I don’t know what it is, its not like I’m board with it or anything, I still like doing the echo thing, but studying is not at the top of my to do list when it should be the only thing I’m doing. I haven’t done the best on my last few tests which should be motivation to actually do some reading but nope. And no I don’t even want to write this because it deals with talking about studying. Bloody hell. Well it is Sunday and I have been writing on Sundays so I guess I’ll do my writing now and get it out of the way.
So Thursday I had to get my tags renewed on the Lincoln for the ’09 year and to avoid getting pulled over by our lovely law enforcement officers. While up at the tax collectors office on 19 the lady that was handling my renewal informed me that my license was going to expire on my birthday “11/23 just incase you forgot” and that it would be a good idea for me to get a new one while I was there and to save me another trip. So I did and my picture looks GREAT lol, nothing like a mug shot. I got the new fancy license too, well it is still new to me because I got one of the last old style licenses. I’m sad that I had to give it up, but hey out with the old and in with the new ay. So I’m set there for a while.
Umm. I’m not sure what else I did this weekend, nah I’m just playing… wait what did I do? Hmm. Well Friday I guess I sat around all day and did nothing when I could have been studying. Saturday wasn’t all that bad though; Nancy from NCT called and asked if I wanted to join her and a few friends for lunch. Well I hadn’t seen her in like almost a year because Jackie thought I was sleeping with her any time Nancy and I talked. So I was like hell yeah I’ll come out; my original plan was to take Lugg to some beach where dogs can go in the water. She has some hotspot that I think the salt water would help with. She chose Hooters of all places to go “I hate that place with a passion”, it was cool though. I got up Hooters a little early, totally unlike me “well not lately”, I stood up at the little waiting area where you can see Sun Cruz Casino and the public boat launch. I watched a guy try to get his little pontoon boat to start and stay running, and some little league kids hit acorns onto the public bathroom’s roof. More entertained by the horrible sounding boat I stayed amused for the fifteen minutes or so of waiting alone. While I waited I over hear a small group of people of maybe five I believe leaving the restaurant very unhappily. I turned from watching the reluctant boat to see what was wrong with this slightly upset group, well you’ll never guess; they were seated at a dirty Hooters table, so they say, and that they had waited for longer than twenty minutes for a waitress who never came. Now I too would be upset if I were sat at a dirty table and didn’t get a waitress either, but that would never happen at Hooters now would it? The group left and the hostess didn’t apologize, didn’t offer to get the manager, they didn’t even move. I was amazed; it was like these two girls didn’t even know what was going on around them. So instead of trying to keep a group of costumers they just let them leave. My ass would have been all over the waitress who was to handle them, or at least made sure the manager was all over her. Now some may say she was probably busy. Well guess what it wasn’t the place was maybe half full and there was lots of standing around going on. So in aw I just went back to watching the never starting boat. Nancy soon arrived and we asked if we wanted to be seated, we agreed and I interjected rather quickly and with some volume that I did not want to be seated at where the waitress is that was the result of the group leaving shortly ago. Sorry if that made no sense. So we were seated outside and ordered our drink and waited for Nancy’s friends to show up, in the mean time I filled Nancy in on how life and school has been and she the same. It was nice outside with a cool breeze. It wasn’t long before one well the only one of her friends showed up. Sheryl I think was her name. We were introduce and then the waitress took our orders, I got boneless chicken wings hot, Nancy got chicken wings and I can’t remember what her friend ordered. Our food arrived a while later and I started in on my hot boneless wings, well they weren’t hot so I asked for some hot sauce, the waitress soon returned and I started in again on my somewhat okay wings, everyone was chatting and eating. I went to dip one of my wings into the hot sauce when I felt, heard and seen it. A bloody f’in bird shit on my hand. Oh you think that’s funny ay? Well the crap splattered into my food and hot sauce. I shouted out some obscenities and was quickly told that there was a kid behind me. I was flippin pissed. I cleaned up and when we saw the waitress I filled her in on what had happen, she took my shitty wing and brought me out some crappy
ones. Lol no pun intended. The rest of the lunch was fine and it was cool to hang out with an old friend and to make a new acquaintance. The whole time I was at Hooters I must have drank four or five cups of soda, Dr. Pepper. Oh it was so good, when I had my 14’ Glasstron, hooters is where I would stop to get soda on the dock before going out the channel. So around four or so we paid our tabs and headed out, well not before Nancy and me getting a picture. Ya know I don’t know if that guy ever got his boat started or not.
When I got home I crapped my brains out from drinking so much soda.
I watched a movie with Sandy from the Xbox later that night and crashed early.
Well that brings us to today, I have done not a damn thing today, well I did do some equations the teacher handed out and got them all right when I had the formulas in hand. I did try to study many times too. Again the family was supposed to paint my Nana’s house and that didn’t pan out.
There aren’t many weeks till school is over and this week starts out with until the end of school with us in Calvert’s class all day long. As long as I get practice with my equations and lots of review I’ll be okay with that I guess. I still don’t know where I’m externing at. Oh well, lets just let it be a surprise. So if you have made it this far down my blog I am very surprised and shouldn’t you be doing something else, lol. I’m just playing. Thank you for taking the time to read this and I hope you enjoyed it.
Oh yeah Hooter’s sucks.
Eat well
Michael Trump
What the hell is that smell?
Okay so my peep Danielle found someone with a womb to rent. Congrats
So Friday and yesterday were rather fun. Gears of war 2 came out and my roomie Jeremy
got a copy, and well while he slept for work and was at work I played the hell out of it. Last night at around I think midnight, well I guess that would have been this morning. I do believe Gears of War 2 is just as bad ass as Gears of War. I can’t wait to get a copy of it so as that I can play it often and get all the achievements that it has well at least all that I can get. So anyone looking for a fun game to play I recommend getting both and playing the shit out of them.
Not only did I play lots of Gears of War on Friday I also tore my house apart looking for a dead rat, that’s right there has been more since my last rat update. Making it a total of six caught and killed rats. Oh yeah back to the story. Early Friday morning I was sitting in the living room and Hailey was running around all crazy and once exhausted from running in circles; she plopped down on the love seat. Sam, Hailey’s mom and one of my roommates, came out to kid talk with Hailey and promptly let me know that my incredibly comfortable love seat smelled like death. I was like “No way, your crazy, my furniture is kept clean” and I just disregarded it, mainly cuz I couldn’t smell anything. I left the house for a few hours and when I got home I sat at the desktop in the living room, I then too smelled death. There was a breeze outside and all the windows were open, so I assumed that the smell must have been coming from outside. I walked outside sniffed deep and smell only fresh air. Back at the computer trying to check my mail, and once again I could smell it. I went back outside and put the trashcan lids on the trashcans thinking that maybe the last rat caught was starting to smell and some how that stank was making it inside. Minutes later back at the computer I could still smell death; I started to sniff deep from room to room, starting with Jackie’s old room, then Jeremy and Sam’s, the house bathroom, my room, the laundry room and the living room. My nose started to sting because the air Friday was dry and with all the sniffing my sinus’s started to dry up too. All the rooms smelled fine, but once again I sat down and could smell a dead animal. I didn’t want to think that my love seat in some way was a contributor to this rancid smell. I gave in, I hopped up and
sniffed the arm of the love seat; it smelled fine. I slid the toy box that is next to the seat, out of the way so as I could sniff under the couch. Well, I stunk like hell and my stomach thought so too, know that tossing out my couch was going to suck, I started to get back up off the floor; to sulk mainly, I looked up “well to my side, well I have no clue how to explain the angle” and there that SOB was dead and looking at me just inches from where my head was on the floor. I freaked, lol, took off out the front door so that if I threw up it would be outside. After I composed myself I went in to wake Jeremy and have him toss the Dead rat in the trash.
Well for a school update, I’m almost done now. We have sixteen class days left, oh man I can’t believe this. So close yet so far away. I don’t have much else to say about school for now but maybe later, well I should be studying right now but I really don’t feel like it.
Hey Nick, where is my belt?
Well I guess its time to start studying again. I told my rat story and that was all I really wanted to write about.
Trump
Sara Palin at Sims Park!
5am this morning I awoke to a normal sound that I hear everyday; the alarm clock. Well today it was going off an hour early and on a Saturday. There was a special reason for it today though; Sara Palin was in my town. New Port Richey was grateful to see our future 
VP, as was I, Sims Park was were she was to do her speech at, and around 9am; the gates opened 6am and I was there at 5:45am. It was still dark when I left me quiet little house, there was still a chill in the air since the sun wasn’t up yet to blanket us with its warmth. I wanted to get to Sims Park earlier than six because I knew there would be a line. I was right too; I got to the Park a little before 5:45 and got into line which had already accumulated close to a thousand people well 
maybe not that many. As I stood waiting in line I was talking to Sandy on the cell phone, my only friend that woke up early enough to go, and one of the volunteers’ came up to me with a stern look on her face like I had done something terribly wrong; I looked back at her the same. She then told me that neither my camera bag nor my coffee was allowed inside; DAMNIT I’m losing my spot was all I could think about. I pissed and moaned all the way back to the car warning others of these rules along the way and telling Sandy how much it blew that I lost my spot. When I 
got back into line there were probably five hundred more people in line. Sandy soon caught up to me as the line began to move, marking the time six a.m. She had in hand three shirts all saying the same thing McCain- Palin, she promptly handed me one, walking through line thanking her along the way I put on the shirt while trying to hold my camera now bagless. Again a volunteer came up to me with a look of disgust saying “hey you need to turn your camera on so that they know it works up at the gate” I like a smart ass said 
“I don’t carry camera’s that don’t work thank you” the line kept moving. Once inside Sandy and I quickly found our spots as close to the front of the field as possible, in hopes of maybe shaking Sara’s hand. Now that we were situated we started the long wait for Palin to arrive, three hours to be exact. Sims Park quickly filled itself to the max; there was still a nice chill in the air taking its time warming up, and no one around us stunk. 
Time didn’t go by slow like you would think three hours of standing would, it seemed like when some guy named Legg I think got up on stage it had only been maybe an hour. Other political people stood and gave their little speech’s trying to energize the crowd, but no one wanted to here them, we all were waiting patently for the main event; Palin. There secret service started filling up all the empty areas of the stage, there were many of them swarmed though out the park, warding off any idiots that may have thought they could get away with something. I could see from where I was standing a Sheriff’s speed boat in the river behind the fabricated stage. I think we 
were pretty well protected there. Lol maybe not though who knows. Every one by this time had their palm palms, premade signs provided by the volunteers, and cameras in hand waiting ever so patently for Sara. Well she arrived, not on time at all, but twenty minutes late. It’s okay though. She started to speak and the crowd went wild, even Sandy standing next to me, a Democrat I might add, joined in on the loud cheers of the way to early to be yelling morning. Sara spoke confidently, and reassuringly; she gave the crowed hope that there will be someone better in office than Nobama. More of what she said than not seemed to be one-liners to get 
the crowed cheering, it was fine with me; I was getting pictures and was still cool from the morning air. I know who I’m voting for so I didn’t really need to hear her speak; I did though want to show my support by being there. I enjoyed her speech though a little short, probably to not lose any ones attention, she was gone in no time. Before leaving though she did walk down bye the front row of people and signed her autograph for a few lucky people, I wish I were one but my camera bag make sure I wasn’t leaving with a signature. 
Within minutes it seemed of her leaving, so did the crowds, leaving behind only their trash in the grass. There were few minglers left after a half hour of her departure and soon I was gone to, leaving New Port Richey’s Sims Park empty except for the cleanup crew making sure the park went back to normal; Calvary Chapel planned a festival for latter today, so it wouldn’t belong before the park was filled again though. Peace.
Mike
Michael Trump 