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last friday night i got drunk and got in a fight that i don't remember and dan got a black eye and a broken nose, so anyways jason was going to drop me and dan off so he dropped dan off and then he told me to get the fuck out of his car so i was like shit. so i couldn't go into dans so i went to sleep in some ivy. a couple hours later this dumb ass paperboy rolls right ontop off me in his truck and his muffler burnt the shit out of my back and he got out and was like what the fuck because i was screaming like get the fuck off of me you retard. anyways so he finally got off of me and then the 911 crew came and i told them i didn't want to go to the hospital. i guess i threw some punches at them and at the cop, i don't remember doing that i think they're lying, but that's what they told my cousin and they said they didn't arrest me because my cousin is a fire fighter. so anyways i had to go to the hospital and they scraped my skin everyday until they put some dead persons donor skin on my back with staples. And then either on monday or wednsday theyre going to scrape a large amount of skin off of my leg and put it on my back. so then i can have another burn on my fucking leg. so i don't know when the fuck i'm getting out of here, but thank god for my sister because none of my friends have came to visit me except for the prossers and jennie and dan and richard. and john youlla and cory huddleson showed up out of nowhere it was pretty cool to see them. anyways and i have to pick my fucking classes for school. but at least i don't have to deal with the heat like a lot of you out in santee. but it's cometimes cool because i get to steal coffee from the cafetaria.