You'll have to apologize me for "double posting" one blog after another, but I hardly feel the writer of "I Look Like a Squirrel" will care, since that's been posted four times. It happens.
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Previously, on Bridget's Blog...
So today marks the last day of my "summer job" at the Wayne County Fair. If you live in Northeast Pa, or even nearby in New York or New Jersey, you may be familiar with this fair. It boasts daily harness racing, a demolition derby, fair rides and games, and lots and lots of that greasy fried fair food.
The sign told me “Fuck You”…
…So I drew a smiley face on it.
Some of you are familiar with the fact that I work in my dad’s fireworks store-- a business that is located in our very own backyard. Although fireworks are fun for most, there are a few neighbors who have incredibly strong feelings against the business we conduct.
There’s some times when I wish I had a case of road rage. There are so many bad drivers who cut right in front of me without looking my way, or tailgate me so badly I think the paint’s coming off my back bumper. I want to angrily honk my horn, or “brake test” those guys tailgating me so they are forced to back off.
How many people have uttered the tired phrase, “Life isn’t fair”?
I’ll let you in on a little secret here for the first time ever. I categorize everyone on this site before I’ve read past one blog entry. It’s really not unheard of. In fact, I bet 50 points off of my total points on this blog that you do this yourself.
You can categorize in any aspect of life, but I suppose school, work, and this site are three very good examples.
I remember watching High School Musical when it premiered on Disney channel. It was geared towards--you guessed it--high school students, but had that random let’s-break-into-song theme that used to only be workable in childrens movies. Young adults were a new ballfield for this type of movie.
