That was a Cheap Trick!

Well to start, please excuse the formatting of my last blog entry...I still haven't exactly got the hang of this blogging thing..... and this entry was supposed to be from yesterday grrrrrr.......... Anyway... I feel that a blog is sort of like a private cyber diary....that just about everyone can read. Idk exactly what to write next. Maybe some inspirational quote.....nah..... Perhaps a profound statement that could wrap up my day in a nice little package.......pass.....So you will have to settle for this: Today sucked. Not just a normal suckiness...but that kind of mind numbing boredom mixed with a tinge of rotton milk with a spritz of annoyance....just simply that kind of suckiness(is that even a word?).It starts with last night. I couldn't fall asleep and was convinced in my pre-sleep twilight state of mind that every time I rolled over, I was being watched by that weird Saw Doll. Needless to say, it sucked. Finally getting over that inane paranoia, I finally got half an hour of the pure rejuvenating sleep, when I was awoken by my mom strongly suggesting that I do my social studies homework (which actually was done the previous day....unbeknownst to her). After that whole ordeal of telling her it was already done, I was unable to fall back asleep and decided to face the day. Then( oh joy) it was off to my soccer game. Now you might say, "well Alex, it was a lovely day out to play soocer" to which I would have to agree. What slandered my experience was the fact that I am currently recooperating from a soccer injury which prevents me from actually playing sports at this time. So, my hour and a half that should have been spent knocking in the teeth of my oblivious opponents, was spent on the sidelines breathing in the lovely stench of sweaty guys........Yes, this was my day...and yes it could not get any worse...or so I thought. It turns out my math which I so dilegently did yesterday, was soaked (with something) and illegable. I thought this was bad luck so I did it over and thought nothing else of it. Then, all of a sudden, while editing my english homework, my computer got a virus. Now call me crazy, but this just wasn't bad luck....someone up top was screwing with me....royally. My english was gone AND my Pac Man high score was gone, (which was aquired by not interacting with real people but rather sitting in my dark cave.....) curse the fates! I shall end this ballad with a quote now to prevent you from being further depressed by my day (or dying from hysteria at my expense...either way) "LIFE SUCKS...get used to it, now clean your room"-My DAD