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Hey... As you probally saw, I'm tired as FUCK. I was woken up at 9:00 'cause my retard sister and her fag friends were watching TV really loud and were talking extremly loud. I stayed in bed for another hour or so trying to fall back asleep but of course, didn't. Yesterday, I went to Falls again with Billy, Jeff and Brent. We couldn't skate half the time 'cause it rained and the guy was being an asshole and wouldn't let us in. We eventually got back in but were only there for about an hour... Oh well... A lot of people started showing up around then so it's not a big deal. As of now, I realized my neck is really stiff and it sucks. I hate that... On Friday, John and I went to Taylors party. It was pretty fun. We skated 'til it started raining, then we went out and caused mischief. We lit off a ton of fireworks, it was a grand time. I think I'm finally starting to get the 'Crazy Train' solo down, that's a hard song to play, especially when all you've really played since you've started was punk, the easiest music in the world to play. I got a two hour detention for 'talking' in an assembly, actually it was John and Knick talking and I was in the middle of them so it's not my fault. It's on the day of the Anti-Flag concert, which sucks, but I'm going for sure, no matter what. Ryan's dad is probally gonna take Danny and I there so it's all good. There is a Misfits concert coming up soon... I'm so fucking there. Mike Webb's band is opening for them I've heard, he said that he's gonna kick anyones ass who is my age, I'm taking a knife. He is exactly what you think when someone says what do you think of when I say, 'Punk Rocker.' He's an asshole, dropout, moron, dickhead, fuck-up. I wanna freaking walk up to him and kick him in the nuts...
See you in the pit.
See you in the pit.