Dude, I'm a third group at blogging and I just wasted my Saturday by waking up at 1. I said I was going to go to the Y, but I decided to sleep in for once. I didn't really do anything today but look at photos in the photo album at home and watch my brother play Call of Duty. Some dude fixed our roof, it was funny because my dad tried to pay him more, but he wouldn't accept it, so my dad started saying some shit like, "I very happy" over and over again. It was hella funny. Yesterday was kind of fucking fun. I woke up yesterday at like 7:30, to pick some people up in Stockton with my dad and sister, and bring them back home. We got back around 12. It was a long car ride and I did nothing but sleep and listen to my iPod. After we got back and I ate lunch, I went to the Y with Richard and my brother. That one retarded Chinese guy was at the Y again. LOL. It was funny because as soon as he walked in, I just started laughing. LOL. I remember he got into a fight or arguement or some shit with one of the YMCA counselers or some shit last summer just because they had to use half the gym to help little kids play basketball and he started arguing with them. It was like what the fuck? LMFAO. So then I shot around for a good amount of time before I worked out for a little and got picked up by my mom and went Subway. I was craving it for a while and finally got it. LOL. I watched a little bit of the Rockets and Hornets game and then went to Francis's house with Francis, Richard, Dunstan, Derick, and Eric. It was hella funny and stupid. Haha. First we went hot tub for a little, then went into the pool and first started off playing chicken, it felt kinda gay but it was funny. Then we played tag, but then it eventually switched over to Marco Polo. While we were playing, 3 black girls joined us. It was hella funny. I was it right and I yelled Marco, and I didn't know I was near a wall right and the black girl was basically cornered. So when she yelled Polo, I jumped and I smacked her hella hard across the face. And I was like "Oh shit!" Hahahahahaha. I felt hella bad and said sorry and that it was an accident and stuff. It was hella funny whenever Francis was it on Marco Polo, or my brother because we'd be yelling some stuff like "*A*" or "Egg Roll." Oh yea, when I went to pee before I got into the hot tub, I passed by the sauna and saw somebody in there and I thought it was one of my friends, so after I walked past it, I walked backwards, and took another glance and it was old guy naked in the sauna with wrinkly ass balls. LOL. And I was like "Oh shit" because it wasn't anybody I knew. Haha, that was kind of random. I remember in the hot tub, we were talking about how I sucked at blogging. -__- I gotta work on that.