wow. man. i'm listening to old school matchbook romance. lolz.
so pretty much the recaps of the last couple days:
-car
-finding lizzie's sister
-ice cream
-pot (hehehehehehehe.)
-eating, eating, eating
-dissapointed
-going to church
-wearing no make-up on the day theres a cute guy playing guitar for the children omg ahhhh. :(
-wash hair
-go to museum of fine arts
GOD WAS THERE AT THIS SPECIFIC MOMENT THAT ZAHIRAS FLASH WENT OFF THE SAME TIME I TOOK THIS PICTURE
it was a turtle!
shut up i was wearing globs of black eye liner and now i am now completely asian. yesss.
...
see the resemblence?
THE END!!!
Oh yeah!
While me and zahira were at the yellow stringy place, 2 mexican (sorry not trying to racsist man.) guys came out of the museum and went in the yellow place too and then they started taking pictures of us. OK. HOW FUCKING CREEPY IS THAT. srsly. So one of the guys has a camera phone and its directed toward me. so i take a HUGE step to the right and his phone follows me. EW. So i run away and the other guy is asking zahira to take some kind of picture. He actually asks her if he can take a picture of her, but she pretends that he wants her to take a picture of them. But then he asks again:
"EW NO!"
"POR QUE!!!!!"
"BECAUSE! EW!"
hahahhahah. Then we run into the museum...and these guys JUST came out of the damn museum but they go back in and they manage to find us.
I AM PISSED, OK? They are messing with the wrong fucking girl.
I yelled at them and of course they didn't understand what i was saying but my hand gestures and tone of voice obviously made it clear that i was pissed.
And Zahira fucking thinks it's hilarious! WELL ITS NOT BITCH! >:O
That is all.