i stepped on BIRD POOP. not with my bare foot of course, (i would have died if i did) but with my flops, which is just as bad. and for heavens sake, i wish my stupid neighbour would just SHUT UP!

neighbour: hellooo. good morning.

me: good morning.

neighbour: you're in...what level now?

me: sec 2

neighbour: oh ha ha ha (stupid false laugh) time passes fast doesnt it?

me: yeah...

neighbour: as you can see, my son is a full-fledged man now. *points to incredibly thin son who has hair covering his whole face.*

me: yeah, hi greg. (Says hi to her "full-fledged man" son)

greg: uh-ok..hello.

neighbour: yes yes, greg pull up your pants.

greg: what? shut up.

neighbour: oh haha, (embarassed laugh) i can see your boxers dear.

greg: then don't look.

me: um..

neighbour: greg's enrolling in rjc.

me: oh, ok.

neighbour: greg, please do pull up your pants dear.

greg: shut the hell up. i like my pants.

neighbour: dear, rjc won't tolerate these pants.

greg: then whatever to them. i'll hold a protest and pull my pants down. then i'd have no pants.

i then walked into the car and left for school.

my lit paper's tomorrow. i have pigs and horses running around in my head. how exciting (: