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i didnt do a motherfucking thing today. i woke up at like....11. ate several bowls of cereal, as usual, then at like....noon thirty i was like 'what the fuck...i cant keep my fucking eyes open!!!' i layed down to cool off in front of my window, and i remember dylan being like 'JEN! JEN IM BORED WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!' and like, i was concious of what he was saying, but i was too weak to reply! in my head i was like 'dylan...im so tired! i cant move my mouth!' but i couldnt get it out! it was one of the weirdest things ever.
so yeah....i napped until like....fucking 3. but my dream was so awesome that i stayed in bed and tried to make it come back. it was magic, of course.
then dylan and i went in town to get a thing for his ipod. for a reason that i dont remember, i was in a pissed off mood. i ate a couple of junior bacons and things were a little better. we went to the pond, but it just made me think of my bbys :( so i made dylan bring me home. i played some DS and that was that. most unproductive day ever. fuck it. FAHKKKK IT!
i painted my nails the prettiest spring yellow for some faggot reason. and i also watched some real world, for some even faggoter reason. and now im watching john and kate plus 8. i used to hate this show so passionately because the mom is a total cunt, but now im like....obsessed with it. but i understand my obsession. its just cause there are fucking 8, COUNT EM, 8 little azn bbys, and if you know me, you know that all i want in life is a little azn bby. <3
so thats that. tomorrow im catchin a bus to the dirty south and dickin around with deke for a while (i hope). then WHO FUCKIN KNOWS. THE WORLD IS MY OYSTER, YA HEAR?
i love you, but brittney, if you dont start leaving me comments, we are over. k bby gurl!?
so yeah....i napped until like....fucking 3. but my dream was so awesome that i stayed in bed and tried to make it come back. it was magic, of course.
then dylan and i went in town to get a thing for his ipod. for a reason that i dont remember, i was in a pissed off mood. i ate a couple of junior bacons and things were a little better. we went to the pond, but it just made me think of my bbys :( so i made dylan bring me home. i played some DS and that was that. most unproductive day ever. fuck it. FAHKKKK IT!
i painted my nails the prettiest spring yellow for some faggot reason. and i also watched some real world, for some even faggoter reason. and now im watching john and kate plus 8. i used to hate this show so passionately because the mom is a total cunt, but now im like....obsessed with it. but i understand my obsession. its just cause there are fucking 8, COUNT EM, 8 little azn bbys, and if you know me, you know that all i want in life is a little azn bby. <3
so thats that. tomorrow im catchin a bus to the dirty south and dickin around with deke for a while (i hope). then WHO FUCKIN KNOWS. THE WORLD IS MY OYSTER, YA HEAR?
i love you, but brittney, if you dont start leaving me comments, we are over. k bby gurl!?