my FAAAAACE
soooo Georgia, Harvey, Hunter, and me were at her house watching movies and smoking sheesha, and suddenly everybody tackles me and starts ticking me. so i'm thrashing around, and i go to pull up, and slam my cheekbone into the bottom of the windowsill. so now i have a black eye.
reasons this is bad:
-i'm supposed to model for Damashi!
-i have to work monday morning
-ow.
reasons it's not so bad:
-i was going to model under a blacklight
-foundation, duh.
-it amuses me
alternative stories i've come up with:
-i got in a fight with a windowsill. why? it was fresh.
-Georgia decked me with the side of her house
-i won
reasons this is bad:
-i'm supposed to model for Damashi!
-i have to work monday morning
-ow.
reasons it's not so bad:
-i was going to model under a blacklight
-foundation, duh.
-it amuses me
alternative stories i've come up with:
-i got in a fight with a windowsill. why? it was fresh.
-Georgia decked me with the side of her house
-i won