MeMoRiEs rEaLLy aRe fOreVeR...
Friday at school, Zach was sad/frustrated so I made him promise that every time he saw me, he had to smile so I could see his one dimple that I love so much, and that put him in a better mood...yay for me. After school, I took him looking for jobs cuz he needs one, unfortunately no luck, although he might get a job at Hollywood video...nice. After that we came to my house and we rested and it felt good and he gave me a massage, ahh yes.
and oh my friday night is the night i will remember for the REST of my freaking life! i will look back and laugh so hard. after zach went home...me, bethany, and emily decide that we don't want to be like everyone else and go to splitfire...we decided we were going to go to Three Oaks Community Center cuz there was a "punk show" we all like that kind of music and so we wanted to go. me and emily show up first and we walk in the door and holy crap we were the biggest outcasts ever, it was wonderful. mohawks, combat boots, black, fishnet stockings, jean jackets w/ patches and studs...and there's me and emily in jeans and some converse sticking out SOOOO bad. and bethany walks in and she's dressed the same and we all giggled and decided that since we paid $5 we were gonna stick the night out. its funny how punks preach about not wanting to be labeled, but you know we can go to their little punk show and they can talk hella shit about how "preppy" we are and wonder why the fuck we're there...nice. so to make them talk more shit we decided to dance like a bunch of groupie girls and jump up and down, swing our head around, try to dance like strippers. that went over REAL well...hahaha especialy with the screaming upbeat punk music...awesome. oh and highlight of the night...we were standing towards the back so we didn't get caught up in that moshing madness and so this band gets up there and the crowd gets all "hyfey" and they expand their moshing circle to where me emily and bethany are you know...part of the circle and we're like how about no...and so we're freaking out...all of a sudden i see this tall, skinny ass white blob come shooting in my direction going all crazy...and his shoulder bone met my cheek bone and i screamed like a little girl and this guy in black laughed at me, and it was great. oh man, best night of my freaking life...and then b/n sets they would play like cd music or whatever and "hey ya" by outkast came on and it was the only song that we knew and all the "punks" were looking around like what the hell is this music so me, bethany and emily started shakin our asses like we were in the damn club. yes.
emily ended up spending the night last night and we talked until 2 in the morning about the new boy she met last night at the show and the boy bethany met. awesome. then we woke up at 730 to go to walnut creek for our haircuts...when shopping at broadway plaza, ate at chili's, visited her great grandma, shopped at sun valley mall, drove around these really cool streets and i got mad at a black guy for bumpin his system cuz it was interfering with my "emo" and yeah, then we went to her ex boyfriend brandon's house and he's so mormon and rich and his house was so nice and his couches were spectacularly comfortable. yeah we sat and talked with him until 6 and i can definitely see why he's her best friend cuz he's a cool/funny guy. me gusta. and that's pretty much it. its only 845 and i'm ready to go to bed...sad, but i don't care i woke up at 730...no good.
and oh my friday night is the night i will remember for the REST of my freaking life! i will look back and laugh so hard. after zach went home...me, bethany, and emily decide that we don't want to be like everyone else and go to splitfire...we decided we were going to go to Three Oaks Community Center cuz there was a "punk show" we all like that kind of music and so we wanted to go. me and emily show up first and we walk in the door and holy crap we were the biggest outcasts ever, it was wonderful. mohawks, combat boots, black, fishnet stockings, jean jackets w/ patches and studs...and there's me and emily in jeans and some converse sticking out SOOOO bad. and bethany walks in and she's dressed the same and we all giggled and decided that since we paid $5 we were gonna stick the night out. its funny how punks preach about not wanting to be labeled, but you know we can go to their little punk show and they can talk hella shit about how "preppy" we are and wonder why the fuck we're there...nice. so to make them talk more shit we decided to dance like a bunch of groupie girls and jump up and down, swing our head around, try to dance like strippers. that went over REAL well...hahaha especialy with the screaming upbeat punk music...awesome. oh and highlight of the night...we were standing towards the back so we didn't get caught up in that moshing madness and so this band gets up there and the crowd gets all "hyfey" and they expand their moshing circle to where me emily and bethany are you know...part of the circle and we're like how about no...and so we're freaking out...all of a sudden i see this tall, skinny ass white blob come shooting in my direction going all crazy...and his shoulder bone met my cheek bone and i screamed like a little girl and this guy in black laughed at me, and it was great. oh man, best night of my freaking life...and then b/n sets they would play like cd music or whatever and "hey ya" by outkast came on and it was the only song that we knew and all the "punks" were looking around like what the hell is this music so me, bethany and emily started shakin our asses like we were in the damn club. yes.
emily ended up spending the night last night and we talked until 2 in the morning about the new boy she met last night at the show and the boy bethany met. awesome. then we woke up at 730 to go to walnut creek for our haircuts...when shopping at broadway plaza, ate at chili's, visited her great grandma, shopped at sun valley mall, drove around these really cool streets and i got mad at a black guy for bumpin his system cuz it was interfering with my "emo" and yeah, then we went to her ex boyfriend brandon's house and he's so mormon and rich and his house was so nice and his couches were spectacularly comfortable. yeah we sat and talked with him until 6 and i can definitely see why he's her best friend cuz he's a cool/funny guy. me gusta. and that's pretty much it. its only 845 and i'm ready to go to bed...sad, but i don't care i woke up at 730...no good.