Dogs and Stuff

Right now I am sopposed to be studying for my Spanish, but I havn't wrote in a while, and I am sorry. Also Mike McEllen is over (he is the guy who gave me my laptop) and I have to take care of his dogs again. Not that it is a BAD thing I was just telling you.

My weekend is packed though (I have to dog-sit from friday to saturday). Saturday I am going to my friend Amy's Bat Mitzvah, and on Sunday I am going to the beach with Rick (my dad's friend) and is ex-wife Martha (which happens to be my moms name) and their daughter (Jessica, 15 ish...) and I THINK their two sons Cody and Brian (both in their 20s or older).

My Spanish Final is Friday I am TOTALLY going to bomb it. I am horrible in Spanish, but I do know how to say bitch, bastard, fuck, and mother fucker in spanish. Isn't that sad? That I barley know how to say "Help! Stop that theif!" but I can (kind of) cuss someone out in spanish.

Okay I have to go my mom is getting suspisous (that is not how you spell it but what ever).... ADIOS AMIGOS!!!