Feigning sleep is hard but worth it
I never really write things on here, so here goes. Tonight we were supposed to have a duel at Mountain Crest Park, Me, Chianne, and Molly versus Colin, Chris, and Alex. It didn't work out however, so after a lot of coffee and green tea, we headed to Colin's. We had already dumped Alex off, and he got himself kicked out of Colin's room. Then we listened to more Dain Cook than I've ever heard in my life. I thought his name was Dan Cook. Alex, you missed curfew by about two hours, bet you had to make up a story about being held hostage by circus animals or something. I've decided hot rods are pretty neat things, i've never really thought about it before. My hair feels like styrofoam, or pipecleaners because Chianne put so much crap in it earlier. I can bend it weird and it stays that way. We've been listening to Emanuel, Chiodos, and Funeral For A Friend. pretty neat. oh yeah, that's right, I'm varying my diction.I'm uber tired. This week has been the official start to the concert season. Fall Out Boy and Panic! At The Disco owned the other night, as did Mae. I've had about twenty hours of sleep this week. Good thing Cross Country is OVER. pj's are calling my name,and i'm so tired,the voice is audible.