They reminisce over you
Today I woke up at 8:45 to find that I was in a really short, kind of fat, and very high (woman?) bed. This could only mean one thing.
SLUMBERPARTYATEMILYS!!!!!
I pretended to sleep for 2 hours 30 minutes longer, till ma osborn came outside my room and yelled for me to get up. Then, she thought it would be really funny if she passive aggressively encouraged Candie (the dog) to run back and forth outside my door barking, so that she could pretend like she didnt really want to yell to make me get up.
Got up/Woke up/Ate up/Drove up/Changed up.
Owen and me rocked the nice clothes (except mine were much nicer... Owen was wearing a black shirt and almost black pants but they were blue... I wore the black suit pants that I got for my mom's funeral/homecoming (morbid, no?) and the hot yellow shirt lori got me for my birthday, plus a tie i stole from chris's room). And maybe it was the hot clothes because we ROCKED Dandridge(the kindly black coach, who brings 20 different relatives to every game)'s team, a team we had previously lost to. Emily had a incredible time, no matter what she tells you.
Later my dad came home and we were both on a father-son-tip so we went to blockbuster and got Boogie Nights. Before we went home my dad insisted we go to the Korean Superstore that was next door to blockbuster. ME: Duh.
So thats what we did, and it was 100 times better than the last time I went, because this time they were playing a cd by a korean rap group that used the ghostbusters theme as one of their beats. Also, popz found a jacket he thought he might like and he said something to the effect of, "DOPE" because he saw this 50% off sign. But then we found out that 50% of 300 dollars is still a fucking lot of money. (I'm not kidding either, 300 dollars!!!)
We watched Boogie Nights which I thought was pretty good. Johan wasn't blown away. I didn't like it as well as Magnolia, but then, I just saw it, and right after seeing Magnolia I was like, "the frogs i get, but AMY MANN?!!!" PTAnderson seems like a really really interesting person.
Also, I find it strange how a lot of my favorite directors use much of the same cast over and over, and it may be beginning to bother me because even great actors have consistant styles which make for simmilar elements in every movie the director does. Which i guess isnt necessarily a bad thing?
So after the movie John the Divine and I bottled 4.5 liters of homeade beer. Its strange, because he is on the (f)atkins diet which renders him unable to drink to much, yet i'm the only other person who lives in this house... I hope I also told the story about the time my dad called my cell phone when I was driving with emily and somehow the phone turned on without ringing and I didnt notice. so anyway, emily is a tard, and thus was screaming like one. No hanky panky at all, she was just screaming. So when I came home that night my dad implied that he thought we were having sex... So in summary, my dad thinks i am (have the potential to be?) a beer guzzling, sex-scream inducing, (i dont have an object.. just modifiers... pretend... sorry).
Then I wrote a(n) (redundant) email about punk rock aerobics and soon I plan on smoking some cloves I gave as a present on the roof of my house.
Fin
SLUMBERPARTYATEMILYS!!!!!
I pretended to sleep for 2 hours 30 minutes longer, till ma osborn came outside my room and yelled for me to get up. Then, she thought it would be really funny if she passive aggressively encouraged Candie (the dog) to run back and forth outside my door barking, so that she could pretend like she didnt really want to yell to make me get up.
Got up/Woke up/Ate up/Drove up/Changed up.
Owen and me rocked the nice clothes (except mine were much nicer... Owen was wearing a black shirt and almost black pants but they were blue... I wore the black suit pants that I got for my mom's funeral/homecoming (morbid, no?) and the hot yellow shirt lori got me for my birthday, plus a tie i stole from chris's room). And maybe it was the hot clothes because we ROCKED Dandridge(the kindly black coach, who brings 20 different relatives to every game)'s team, a team we had previously lost to. Emily had a incredible time, no matter what she tells you.
Later my dad came home and we were both on a father-son-tip so we went to blockbuster and got Boogie Nights. Before we went home my dad insisted we go to the Korean Superstore that was next door to blockbuster. ME: Duh.
So thats what we did, and it was 100 times better than the last time I went, because this time they were playing a cd by a korean rap group that used the ghostbusters theme as one of their beats. Also, popz found a jacket he thought he might like and he said something to the effect of, "DOPE" because he saw this 50% off sign. But then we found out that 50% of 300 dollars is still a fucking lot of money. (I'm not kidding either, 300 dollars!!!)
We watched Boogie Nights which I thought was pretty good. Johan wasn't blown away. I didn't like it as well as Magnolia, but then, I just saw it, and right after seeing Magnolia I was like, "the frogs i get, but AMY MANN?!!!" PTAnderson seems like a really really interesting person.
Also, I find it strange how a lot of my favorite directors use much of the same cast over and over, and it may be beginning to bother me because even great actors have consistant styles which make for simmilar elements in every movie the director does. Which i guess isnt necessarily a bad thing?
So after the movie John the Divine and I bottled 4.5 liters of homeade beer. Its strange, because he is on the (f)atkins diet which renders him unable to drink to much, yet i'm the only other person who lives in this house... I hope I also told the story about the time my dad called my cell phone when I was driving with emily and somehow the phone turned on without ringing and I didnt notice. so anyway, emily is a tard, and thus was screaming like one. No hanky panky at all, she was just screaming. So when I came home that night my dad implied that he thought we were having sex... So in summary, my dad thinks i am (have the potential to be?) a beer guzzling, sex-scream inducing, (i dont have an object.. just modifiers... pretend... sorry).
Then I wrote a(n) (redundant) email about punk rock aerobics and soon I plan on smoking some cloves I gave as a present on the roof of my house.
Fin