Life is not too cool right now.

Someone shoot me in the head with a water gun cause i don't want to die. But today was super not cool. Well the first half of my day was pretty dope when we got to watch Obama's Inauguration in the auditorium at my school. By the way congratulations Obama if you're reading this but it's highly unlikely that you're reading this because you have other stuff to do like saving the world with your Obama powers that you inherited during your taking of oath. But anyways, then it just got worse as the day matures. Well today I did not take a shower. I got to first period and that really beautiful girl was in that class. I must not give out her name for she might be spying on my blogs. But anyways dude she was super beautiful and like I saw her and she saw me and she said hey and I said hey and yeah. It was super cool to see her in guitar class cause my music teacher teaches music and she had orchestra the earlier period. And for those who think I'm stupid, yes there is a period before first, A period. But anyways I felt that i should have done something. In my mind, i thought of walking up to her and offering her some tic tacs that i found in my kitchen that no one claimed. I feel like I should make a move on her but at the same time I feel like I have no chance with her. So I was in the auditorium sitting with my boys ready to watch the inauguration of Obama and like I look around to see if I knew anyone else and like I saw her man. I saw her with my eyes. I saw her with my two eyes in my head located right under my forehead right under my eyebrows. By the way when I was 5 years old, i thought it was pronounced "eyebrowns". But anyways during lunch, I went to the square and wrote in my journal under a tree. I looked across the square and there she was yet again. I see her everywhere and I don't even know what to do. I hope she doesn't know that she interests me. But aw man I made this blog and like she might read it, but hopefully she doesn't read it. But if she does read it, hopefully she won't know that it's her. But if she does know that it's her, hopefully it won't be awekward. I think thats how you spell awekward. Or maybe its awkward? But anyways later on that day when I got home, I have discovered something horrific. I found Eleanor's body on the floor wet and motionless thinking that she had drowned. I tried to revive her back to life but it was no use. It was too late. She's gone. She was declared dead at 5:46 pm today. For those who don't know Eleanor, she is, or was, my beloved iPod that was washed in my jacket. Such a good way to end the day if you ask me.