so today, i woke up at 2:30 (from my sister's loud music) and almost missed the whole day. basically i just chilled with lex and kellen and we went in jimmy's pool (he wasn't home). i went inside at like 6 and then kel asked if i wanted to go to the phillie's game, i was like, "Heeeelllll Yeeeeeaaaahhh." i hadn't been to the new park. of course they lost, but to kansas city? i mean, c'com! PLacido Palanco fuckin uppercuts the ball like Burrel and Rollins, sendin it into outer space and then back down again into the fielder's glove! then Thome goes and bes fuckin pussy, lookin at 4 3rd strikes, what the hell!?!? this guy didn't even swing! but it was cool cuz mr. wojnar payed for my ass and for the food at the park! and then i came home at 11 and went to lauren's. shelley, michelle, scott, deuce, jesse, and a couple other people were there. lauren was in a bad mood and i wanna no y. i felt bad tho cuz she was by herself and no one was talkin to her except shelley and michelle :( but when i came home, my sister got me a beastie boys t-hirt with a hamburger (mmmmm) on it from the Fez, so it was all good. thnx Kate! so it was an all-around OK day/nite. tomorrow...err... today is grubes b-day. HAPPY B-DAY GRUBE!!!! and all these h-field people are goin to her party today, includin me. YAY!
lauren, call me and tell me what's wrong
p.s.- HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMANDA LEE GRUBE!!!!
My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?