i had the weirdest commute to school today.

so i took miramar to campus which is basically a really long, three-lane road (on both sides). well, after about two minutes on the road, traffic came to a screeching halt as some huge big rig took up all three lanes in order to try to back up into one of the store parking lots on the right side. and it took this truck like, five minutes because the bastard was going backwards and his truck was freaking huge.

so finally after he got his truck out of traffic, everyone resumed driving only to be disrupted again by a sign warning of raised steel plates covering a small area in the left two lanes. this caused everyone to switch to the right lane. fine.

it was just then that a golf ball came flying out into traffic and hit the hood of my car. where did the golf ball come from, you ask? from the stupid freaking golf course on the other side of the street. the OTHER SIDE OF THE STREET. it's funny because i saw it like bouncing across the street and i SAW it coming straight at me but there really wasn't much i could do. swerving would have been really dangerous. and i mean, swerving out of the way of a runaway golf ball?! dumb. so all i could do was brace myself for it. it hit my hood and left a small dent as i later found out. BASTARD GOLFERS I HOPE YOU ALL DIE AND ROT IN HELL WHERE ALL THEY DO IS RAIN FIRE AND GOLF BALLS ON YOUR STUPID HEADS.

you know, actually, what i want to do is find that damn golf ball, walk over to the golf course, and chuck it straight at someone's head and scream, "HAH!! see?? not so fun when it happens to you, huh?!" and then i would run away laughing maniacally as i go.

ohmy... melissa is weird. poor sad girl. just now, i caught her trying to tie her bright pink belt around the top of her head in bored frustration. so funny. and earlier she had tied it around her waist like a karate belt. she says this is what happens when she doesn't know how to do her homework. it's things like these that make you wonder who the weirdest person in this house is, doesn't it?

okay, enough blogging. i need to do some more cleaning in order to prepare this house for the crazy norcal hooligans coming down this weekend. wheeeee!! bye.