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man this weekend has been weird. it was werid on friday cuz of something. dont ask. we went to cntury and got in a fight with these fuckin persian kids, and met these girls whom one of was like obsessed with me but i think she was just messin around. they were cool but also kind of annoying. later we saw these skaters by the bank and the bridge. one of them was maverick and he asked me to try the six to show his 10th grade friend that a measly 13 year old/7th grader kid. i landed in one try and rolled away clean. ever since the wheels hit that gravelly shit i have felt really sluggish and tired and sad and weak and weird. i still do now. it was unreal. it was like i am in a dream world. i was skating later and nelson shot me like a thousand times with bills airsoft gun. that stuff hurts like a mother. i chilled with justin and bill and jake and we skated and then i went to jakes house and we watched part of road trip and finished it in the morning. then we watched euro trip but didnt finish it cuz we had to go to his sisters acting show thing. it was weird but cool. then i went to danielles and no one was there and we just chilled and did nothing and watched tv and ate for like 5 hours. then i came home and got in a fight with my step dad whom i also plot to kill one day along with my sister. it all started when i was pist that all these random people went in my room and my mom didnt care and laughed at me, so i kicked the stair banister thing. i walked in my room but he came in a half secon later. he yealled and i remained calm and mocked him for being a hipocrite and he got so pissed that he went downstairs. i wrote a note to put on my door for people who are thinking about entering my rom with out my permission. i came downstairs to fond tape but got carrid away in this entry and here we are now. nothing more said.
adam.
adam.