i fuckin hate this place.
Ok, so my weekend started of good, and ended with the cops at my house. Came home friday, chilled at the mall till 6, then came home and everything was good. Saturday, woke up, everythings good, go out with my mom... tell her i got my belly button pierced.. FLIPS out. Ok, so I leave, sam picks me up, then i go meet up with katey. We call Jeff, then we go to the mall. Chilled with everyone and made plans with Rochelle to go to her house. Call my mom and Charlton.. oh Im awol, oh Im stupid.. blah fuckin blah. Ok, so I decide not to go home last night. psssh. We go to jeremys, then we all meet up there, and head to rochelles. Ok, word, everyones chillin and whatnot. Everyones mad blazed and shit, so after hours, ppl start passin out. No adults know where i am, so they keep calling kateys cell to ask her.. whatever. So everyones asleep, and around noon.. what do we hear upstairs..?
"Rochelle, where are you?!" "Rochelle, who the fuck are all these people?!?!"
Oh shit, the weekend just keeps getting better! Rochelles upstairs with matt, and me, katey, deegan, jeremey, and vince are all downstairs. Screaming parents are like my fuckin phobia.
Ok, so we finally get the balls to all go upstairs, and as we are walking out.. what do we see chillin on the table? Thadeus.. jeremeys bong. That shit is great. We are scared as shit of her screaming parents, plus we are laughing at how fucking crazy this shit is. So we all pile into Matts car and bounce.
Ok, at this moment I want to say rochelle we love you, and we are sooooo sorry!
Ok, so we are leaving, and I decide I guess its time to go home finally. They drop me off, and I go inside, and my shit is already packed for me. My mom interrogates me, and then tells me the police will be here in a half hour to make sure I'm here and not under the influence and shit. Ahh, I hate fucking police. I just want to beat the fucking shit out of them. So now, after the cops come, I'm getting dragged back to Charlton.. and I wont be home till about thanksgiving.. or not later.
So if anything, I guess I see ya guys at Thanksgiving time.
"I feel like shooting myself right now."
"Rochelle, where are you?!" "Rochelle, who the fuck are all these people?!?!"
Oh shit, the weekend just keeps getting better! Rochelles upstairs with matt, and me, katey, deegan, jeremey, and vince are all downstairs. Screaming parents are like my fuckin phobia.
Ok, so we finally get the balls to all go upstairs, and as we are walking out.. what do we see chillin on the table? Thadeus.. jeremeys bong. That shit is great. We are scared as shit of her screaming parents, plus we are laughing at how fucking crazy this shit is. So we all pile into Matts car and bounce.
Ok, at this moment I want to say rochelle we love you, and we are sooooo sorry!
Ok, so we are leaving, and I decide I guess its time to go home finally. They drop me off, and I go inside, and my shit is already packed for me. My mom interrogates me, and then tells me the police will be here in a half hour to make sure I'm here and not under the influence and shit. Ahh, I hate fucking police. I just want to beat the fucking shit out of them. So now, after the cops come, I'm getting dragged back to Charlton.. and I wont be home till about thanksgiving.. or not later.
So if anything, I guess I see ya guys at Thanksgiving time.
"I feel like shooting myself right now."