Duppa Bounce!

Whatta Gwan, Mon?!

So, I'm sitting in my "room" aka the cat's room at my grandma's house & I'm just minding my own business like a quiet church mouse and downloading some super new cool hits, ofcourse and I hear someone mowing the lawn. First, I think, God I'm not that hungry... although I woke up about 3 hours ago and still haven't eaten, and then I think "Ohh Bob, the neigbor, is back from the hospital/crazy-joint," then the noise gets louder until I look out the window and see the most sexiest lawn cutters I've seen, ever. I mean, WOAH, it was freaking nuts out there and me being as ballsy as I am, was about to go out & "read" until I realized I'm still in my PJ's, my hair looks like Amy Winehouse's in a totally bad way, and I'm freaking starving. That'll show me, right? Probably not, becasue now what are the chances I'm going to be at my grandma's on hot lawn-cutting day? Ehhh, Slim to None, because of the wonderful Hamburger Emporium and because school is coming up soon.

And now I'm FREAKING OUT, because I need to apply for college, loans, grants, etc and have no clue how! And I don't know when, where, why, etc etc. And I really have no one to help me!!!! FAH. I'm so lost. And I can ask Aunt Sandy, but now [as in 2:03PM on Tuesday 7/5, she is going to work] and I don't know if I'm visiting soon because I have greasy work to do.

DAMN. Now I'm ranting, hungry, and needing to shower, badly. FARTS. Alas, I guess I will go get ready for the day and possibly figure out what is happening tomorrow [ie. calling home & calling work to see what time I will slave for them tmr].

In the words of M.I.A. I'm going to DUPPA BOUNCE! What?! What?!
XOXOX,
Ranting Kelly