*looks around* ... AAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!! *runs away*
So, this weekend was weird ... and interesting. I'll write about it on here for those who care and haven't read it on Xanga. That and I have over an hour with nothing to do. And I swear someone was just touching my neck. I felt it. But there was no one there when I turned around.
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Saturday I was supposed to go to Geoff's because he was having a party. Well, Molly and I wanted to hang out before we went and she had to pick up some guy and take him somewhere so I was like, I am going to start drinking before I get to Geoffs because I have to be home at 1 and I need to be somewhat sober ... at least enough to where I can pull it off in front of my dad. Well, it turns out that I drank the entire pint of whiskey I had, three Mike's Hard Lemonade's, and a Smirnoff. ... needless to say I was too trashed to make myself stop and no one else was stopping me so I just kept going. We were going to tell my dad that I fell asleep at Morgan's and that I just wanted to stay there. Well, we did that but he said he wanted me home in 15 minutes. Gross, I know. Well, I was throwing up and such so he knew I was drunk. I sat in the bathroom for some time after that with Ian. He talked to me while I threw up. I am grounded for some unknown amount of time. Amazingly enough my dad wasn't completely pissed off. He was cool about it, he wasn't OK with it of course but he was lenient (sp??).
Then the next day the shit hit the fan when one of my friend's moms called me and asked if she was there and I said yes but she was in the bathroom. lol. right. There's more to that thing, but I don't feel as though I can write about it right now considering the fact I haven't talked to the friend since the whole thing. I don't even know if she knows I am the one that helped her mom find her. I didn't do it because I wanted to get her in trouble. I did it because neither one of us had talked to her for a while, her phone wasn't on, and the people I thought she was with said they left her somewhere.
Even though all that stuff happened, it was still an awesome weekend and I enjoyed it greatly. I am glad it didn't suck. That is the last weekend I get for a while. Well, last one that I get to be out with people for a while.
I ate chicken for breakfast today. My dad took me to eat at Cracker Barrel last night because I hadn't eaten all day and I had food left over so that is what I had for breakfast. MMMMMMM. Really, mmmmm. There is a spot on my glasses and it is getting on my nerves.
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Saturday I was supposed to go to Geoff's because he was having a party. Well, Molly and I wanted to hang out before we went and she had to pick up some guy and take him somewhere so I was like, I am going to start drinking before I get to Geoffs because I have to be home at 1 and I need to be somewhat sober ... at least enough to where I can pull it off in front of my dad. Well, it turns out that I drank the entire pint of whiskey I had, three Mike's Hard Lemonade's, and a Smirnoff. ... needless to say I was too trashed to make myself stop and no one else was stopping me so I just kept going. We were going to tell my dad that I fell asleep at Morgan's and that I just wanted to stay there. Well, we did that but he said he wanted me home in 15 minutes. Gross, I know. Well, I was throwing up and such so he knew I was drunk. I sat in the bathroom for some time after that with Ian. He talked to me while I threw up. I am grounded for some unknown amount of time. Amazingly enough my dad wasn't completely pissed off. He was cool about it, he wasn't OK with it of course but he was lenient (sp??).
Then the next day the shit hit the fan when one of my friend's moms called me and asked if she was there and I said yes but she was in the bathroom. lol. right. There's more to that thing, but I don't feel as though I can write about it right now considering the fact I haven't talked to the friend since the whole thing. I don't even know if she knows I am the one that helped her mom find her. I didn't do it because I wanted to get her in trouble. I did it because neither one of us had talked to her for a while, her phone wasn't on, and the people I thought she was with said they left her somewhere.
Even though all that stuff happened, it was still an awesome weekend and I enjoyed it greatly. I am glad it didn't suck. That is the last weekend I get for a while. Well, last one that I get to be out with people for a while.
I ate chicken for breakfast today. My dad took me to eat at Cracker Barrel last night because I hadn't eaten all day and I had food left over so that is what I had for breakfast. MMMMMMM. Really, mmmmm. There is a spot on my glasses and it is getting on my nerves.