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Well, this is whack. I really enjoyed the number 9 today. I wrote it in every sentence on accident this afternoon. Mildly annoying, but very magical. I put my car up for sale today. Mildly depressing. We lost our first lacrosse game today, against Noble, 8-12. Didn't really seem to phase anyone no longer than 5 minutes. Which I suppose is a good thing that our team is so resillient. My liscense got suspended again today. Until sometime in July. That's the middle of summer if anyone didn't catch that. That's aboslutely rediculous. Police are balls down.
I have so much to do tomorrow. This car needs an oil change and needs all the bottles and cans from god knows what out of the trunk. I need to get Ian some sort of prom flower thing?! I hear theyre expensive. I hope he realizes I'm cheap. I also have to get prom shoes. Or, atleast something to wear on my feet that looks decent. Ryan and Mr. Tibbetts want to hang out. But I'm not sure how much I'm up for that. I'd like to, but I'm sure how much I want to go meet them somewhere and hook up with Ryan again. I do, but I don't. You understand. I think it could be because I potentially like another guy? A not drunk getting, not ear gaging, not (hxc) sex having 20 year old from Brown St. in Westbrook. Not that I'm judging. But I think I had a enough fun for one night. I don't know, perhaps it's just the way I'm feeling tonight. Because I always love fun. Etc etc.
Lizzy wants to go to a party in NH. Basically. I don't. At all. I dont want to drive. I'm sick of driving. She could pay for all my gas to go down there and really doesn't make it any better. Maybe I'll just say no to all things and just soak in a bath tub forever.
But who am I kidding? I have 9 days to drive all I want before I cant for another two months. I'll end up doing something tomorrow. But what?
I have so much to do tomorrow. This car needs an oil change and needs all the bottles and cans from god knows what out of the trunk. I need to get Ian some sort of prom flower thing?! I hear theyre expensive. I hope he realizes I'm cheap. I also have to get prom shoes. Or, atleast something to wear on my feet that looks decent. Ryan and Mr. Tibbetts want to hang out. But I'm not sure how much I'm up for that. I'd like to, but I'm sure how much I want to go meet them somewhere and hook up with Ryan again. I do, but I don't. You understand. I think it could be because I potentially like another guy? A not drunk getting, not ear gaging, not (hxc) sex having 20 year old from Brown St. in Westbrook. Not that I'm judging. But I think I had a enough fun for one night. I don't know, perhaps it's just the way I'm feeling tonight. Because I always love fun. Etc etc.
Lizzy wants to go to a party in NH. Basically. I don't. At all. I dont want to drive. I'm sick of driving. She could pay for all my gas to go down there and really doesn't make it any better. Maybe I'll just say no to all things and just soak in a bath tub forever.
But who am I kidding? I have 9 days to drive all I want before I cant for another two months. I'll end up doing something tomorrow. But what?