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i'm going to sleep guys. at 12:00 exactally i'll be in bed.
i haven't been to sleep at midnight sense we were still in school.
Honestly, i've been going to sleep between 4 and 6 everyday sense school ended.
it's really startin to fuck with my body like woah.
like i'm so weak typing this is killing me.
and the sad thing, i got 10 hours of sleep last night.
and i'm so sick.
i'm hopeing my 15 hours of sleep tonight will save me.
anyways, today, my mommy wanted to go to westport, to this beach. i love it there. we used to go once a year around may for my mom's birthday. Even tho i probably only been there like 10 times in my life i feel like i belong there, like i grew up on that beach. It's so nice there, and i love the damn food at jimmies. so my family + ewe went. and we got food, saw a kid with poofers on his headphones, so i would stare at him, but he thought i wanted him, BUT HE JUST HAD DAMN POOFERS ON HIS HEAD PHONES!!! and i wanted grover. and well, the black people got out of chuch. we ate. and i just had this crazy weakness take over. i have to keep falling over on the ground from walking to much every like 10 minutes. got icecream from this crazy icecream truck driver, and talked to a old guy about paintings. told stories threw pictures. died on a bench because i couldn't walk anymore, my family kept walking. a kite crashed into us. well the bushes, we were scared shitless.
when i drive, i'm going to go there all the time. i mean, i HATE the beach, but it's really not a beach there, it's a place to just walk around, and you don't have to be in the sand. and i don't know, i just really like it, and i miss going there.
so yeah, went back to ewe's, dan came over. we were so damn bored but i refused to walk...i don't think i could of. i couldn't even get up myself. like seriousally, no matter how hard i tryed i couldn't get up without someone pulling me. watched family guy for a hour, then this random show about people addicted to drugs and shit. made hot cocoa, drove dan home. listened to city high on the radio!!!!!. i absoutly love city high. don't ask. i just effin' love them. i should bust out the cd tomarrow.
the end.
i haven't been to sleep at midnight sense we were still in school.
Honestly, i've been going to sleep between 4 and 6 everyday sense school ended.
it's really startin to fuck with my body like woah.
like i'm so weak typing this is killing me.
and the sad thing, i got 10 hours of sleep last night.
and i'm so sick.
i'm hopeing my 15 hours of sleep tonight will save me.
anyways, today, my mommy wanted to go to westport, to this beach. i love it there. we used to go once a year around may for my mom's birthday. Even tho i probably only been there like 10 times in my life i feel like i belong there, like i grew up on that beach. It's so nice there, and i love the damn food at jimmies. so my family + ewe went. and we got food, saw a kid with poofers on his headphones, so i would stare at him, but he thought i wanted him, BUT HE JUST HAD DAMN POOFERS ON HIS HEAD PHONES!!! and i wanted grover. and well, the black people got out of chuch. we ate. and i just had this crazy weakness take over. i have to keep falling over on the ground from walking to much every like 10 minutes. got icecream from this crazy icecream truck driver, and talked to a old guy about paintings. told stories threw pictures. died on a bench because i couldn't walk anymore, my family kept walking. a kite crashed into us. well the bushes, we were scared shitless.
when i drive, i'm going to go there all the time. i mean, i HATE the beach, but it's really not a beach there, it's a place to just walk around, and you don't have to be in the sand. and i don't know, i just really like it, and i miss going there.
so yeah, went back to ewe's, dan came over. we were so damn bored but i refused to walk...i don't think i could of. i couldn't even get up myself. like seriousally, no matter how hard i tryed i couldn't get up without someone pulling me. watched family guy for a hour, then this random show about people addicted to drugs and shit. made hot cocoa, drove dan home. listened to city high on the radio!!!!!. i absoutly love city high. don't ask. i just effin' love them. i should bust out the cd tomarrow.
the end.