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so i went to a st. ann's party last nite, that was interesting... saw mike bowers there, he came over and said hi before leaving... the kids (paky, ned, and other poly jr boys) all got kicked out. but yeah... i drank too much last nite and katy asks me to open a bottle for her and i decide "WHY NOT HIT IT ON THIS TABLE" so i did.. and it broke everywhere, and i knew i was bleeding from the hand alot but i put scotch tape on it and it stopped for a little while but i woke up this morning... no idea how i got home by the way and there was blood alll over my bed. smart kid huh... i had to pull out tiny peices of glass from the bottle i broke yesterday. i felt stupid but thats ok i dont now... now im just hung over...
oh yeah ... and you know what really grinds my gears... daylight savings... wtf... lose an hour of my day... bastards... i already got home at like 4 or 5 not quite sure... then i get a fone call at like 9:03 ... its my parents... and i flip out at them (still crunk) for calling me at 9 and they're like... "Gen, its 10 O'Clock" and for the second time today i felt like an ass, and for the second time i've almost forgotten about it.
drinking is nice... but its not for me lol
dinner with the neighbors tonite. that should be fun... cept not cause i dont wanna explain what happened with the cuts on my hand from the bottle... YIPE!
oh yeah ... and you know what really grinds my gears... daylight savings... wtf... lose an hour of my day... bastards... i already got home at like 4 or 5 not quite sure... then i get a fone call at like 9:03 ... its my parents... and i flip out at them (still crunk) for calling me at 9 and they're like... "Gen, its 10 O'Clock" and for the second time today i felt like an ass, and for the second time i've almost forgotten about it.
drinking is nice... but its not for me lol
dinner with the neighbors tonite. that should be fun... cept not cause i dont wanna explain what happened with the cuts on my hand from the bottle... YIPE!