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my morky went to china on wednesday and i forgot so say goodbye and now i feel bad. but he'll be back on thursday so its not so bad i guess. i told him to steal a bit of WALL (as in THE wall) but i doubt he will.
last nite there was a battle of ze bands. it was all very difficult. in hte alley way, some guy beat the shit out of a girl. he head was cracked open and an ambulance was needed. also, some dude named jackson was off his titties and spewed on a cop. on his jacket. yummo. GOON won. cept michelle (singer) was pissed to the max cuz she didnt think they deserved it. i went up to her after htey'd just finished and she goes "dont even fucking talk to me", and i was like her 4th favourite person in hte room :( but she'll get over it. i hope. and not stab me.
rage tonite is hawt. 80s-tastic.
last nite i had fucked up dreams. in one, me and my wagga friends were in syd, and we got a the wrong train. so we got off and i had to lead them thru syd to get to my sisters house, cept when we got so McDonaldtown, which had become a conglomerate of Blacktown, they got beaten up by homies. and some WEIRD scary dude who was standint on the corner of a street goes to me "hello bethany" and i shat myself.
then in my other dream, i moved into a house with MYRNA and JENA. and i found out that they really didnt like me and had blocked me on msn. and we went and saw auf der maur live and i was talking to melissa, and hte like. yes, im on crack.
my little sister is sitting in a large stockpot (otehrwisse known to me as a saucepan) and she fits in it nicely. dinner, maybe?
cool as kim deal
my morky went to china on wednesday and i forgot so say goodbye and now i feel bad. but he'll be back on thursday so its not so bad i guess. i told him to steal a bit of WALL (as in THE wall) but i doubt he will.
last nite there was a battle of ze bands. it was all very difficult. in hte alley way, some guy beat the shit out of a girl. he head was cracked open and an ambulance was needed. also, some dude named jackson was off his titties and spewed on a cop. on his jacket. yummo. GOON won. cept michelle (singer) was pissed to the max cuz she didnt think they deserved it. i went up to her after htey'd just finished and she goes "dont even fucking talk to me", and i was like her 4th favourite person in hte room :( but she'll get over it. i hope. and not stab me.
rage tonite is hawt. 80s-tastic.
last nite i had fucked up dreams. in one, me and my wagga friends were in syd, and we got a the wrong train. so we got off and i had to lead them thru syd to get to my sisters house, cept when we got so McDonaldtown, which had become a conglomerate of Blacktown, they got beaten up by homies. and some WEIRD scary dude who was standint on the corner of a street goes to me "hello bethany" and i shat myself.
then in my other dream, i moved into a house with MYRNA and JENA. and i found out that they really didnt like me and had blocked me on msn. and we went and saw auf der maur live and i was talking to melissa, and hte like. yes, im on crack.
my little sister is sitting in a large stockpot (otehrwisse known to me as a saucepan) and she fits in it nicely. dinner, maybe?
cool as kim deal