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i am in such a fucking good mood!
saturday was i think exactly what i needed
it's crazy how you'll be so stressed out, paranoid, self cautious, worried, pissed off, anything one minute, then when you're with someone it all goes away.
pretty great
DARJEELING LIMITED! everyone go see it! it's absolutely amazing, so good. ( mainly applying to monique, if you haven't seen it yet, you'll love it so much).
psats were not that bad at all, t's pretty pathetic that i was mad that they cut the essay out of it though..
i usually dominate those shits, so it's comforting to have one cause i know i'll have done okay with something, but i think i still did pretty well
not like it matters
zats what ze P is for
pre, practice, piss, pez, (footy)pajamas
so last night i got to ashleys house at like 1:30 i guess, her and ashley were both passed out, and someone locked her backdoor. i seriously checked my phone and i'd made about 57 calls between the two of them.then i woke up michelle to get kurtis's number, he didnt answer either. and her dad was sleeping but like looking towards the window, so he'd see me trying to do anything stupid. but i still did, i climbed onto her roof, the window wouldnt open though so i had to come back down. HERE'S WHERE SHIT GETS AWESOME THOUGH, trust me.
(BACKGROUND) my wrist was really fucked up, i messed it up somehow durring last softball season(yeah like 5 months ago--i avoid doctors) and never did anything about it, so it just recently caught up with me and got way worse. remember this.
so anyways, i climb down the roof, and then i jump from the edge back down onto her portch thing. my wrist smashes on the like railing thing, and i actually heard it like crack then snap and i was like HOOOlllyy fucckkk and totally almost started crying, and toooottally could have cause it was fucking late as hell at that point..no witnesses..but yeah, so i thought if it hadnt already been broken it deffinitely would be then, because that shit hurt. but then this morning i woke up, IT DOESN'T HURT AT ALL ANYMORE. not at all. like completely healed. whaa!
fucking awesome.
the good mood continuesss
on the negative front: gogol tickets sold out, i'm pretty dissapointed but surprisingly it's not affecting this thuper new content mood concept
i went driving today for like an hour with my mom, i was damn surprised i didn't get us killed. until today i hadn't driven since i got my permit this summer, and i actually was pretty bangin. plus, hott 97 pouring out of the windows and not getting yelled at (my car my ruleeess bitch) by my mom for it ruled.
whats the fucks the haps withs the damns tunnelll