Nothing to write about

I have nothing to write about. So, I'll tell you about my day.

I woke up. Had my mom try to fix my shitty touch-up job on my car- she only made it worse. Then I sat in front of my computer screen from 11am to 6.10pm when I went with my mom to do a pinewood derby race at a retirement community.

I swear those old folks do the race just to see cars crash. It's like an endurance race. Cars flying apart, flying off the back of the track, pieces jumping several feet in the air. Those people went mad when the cars got wrecked.

Then I had BK, didn't win a prize on the spiderman game.

Now, I'm sitting in front of my computer...nothing to write about.