dude, did someone fail first aid?
my posts will be as happy or as depressing as i like. dont read it if you dont like it.
moving on.
this past week/weekend was insane and i loved (mostly) every minute of it.
80s night was alright. i did get to meet the famous mikerobot. he kissed me on the cheek and it was adorable. then he disappeared and i left without saying goodbye.
friday was ridiculous. fanfreakintastic. we all got a little silly at aaron's with the races boys. nathan kept track of how many beers it took to make him go into autopilot and i was lucky enough to circle the beer that did him in. poor dave didnt get off his noodle with us because he was on the phone all night.
saturday... woke up with a crucial hang over. i felt like i was near death. brandon and i went to the peen again for a show at fantasy. we all ate at plaza afterwards. i had beans. lots of beans. a bean dinner. and it was damn good, suckas. THEN... we drove BACK to the souf side (holla) to see revenge therapy and dragonsaur. i was congested and my froat was killin me so i wasnt in the best of spirits. i know i normally look pissed off, so i'm sure i was lookin down right evil that night. so afterwards ryan met us at my place and we drove BACK to pretty/coheed matt's place. finally saw jamie again for the first time in forever. had water gun fights. naked dance parties that i missed out on. and apparently we missed the spin the bottle game. came home and had some good conversations with ryan. i love that boy. he's so honest and so humble. he makes me smile.
sunday... hahahahahhaah. what a great day. seriously. even though we spent half of it on the side of 64 in williamsburg. it was a damn good time with lauren and brandon. ended up at neither of the shows. but who cares. it owned.
i got the job at sullys. i start tomorrow. w00t? yes. w00t.
last day at BDI is friday.
first day of class is next monday.
i move in on the monday after that.
my grandparents leave the week after that.
this is craziness.
so yea. here ya are.
dont let me fa11: dude, update your journal already!
ooh kendra: im doing it now
dont let me fa11: your not giving me anything to read!
dont let me fa11: oh, okay
dont let me fa11: good
ooh kendra: haha
dont let me fa11: what i usually do is print out your journal entry, and read it while i take a shit, that way i don't have to read something from the lesbian bathroom library
ooh kendra: hahahahahhahaha
dont let me fa11: no, i'm serious
dont let me fa11: and i really have to shit, so hurry up
ooh kendra: haha i know it is ;-)
dont let me fa11: i can't hold it in much longer!
dont let me fa11: hurry up!
dont let me fa11: i got a turtlhead pokin' out!
dont let me fa11: turtlehead*
dont let me fa11: hehehehe
ooh kendra: haha just go poop
ooh kendra: save it for next time
dont let me fa11: i can't!
dont let me fa11: nothing to read!
dont let me fa11: dude, i only poop like every other day
dont let me fa11: by then you'll have another entry!
dont let me fa11: and then i wont be up on the current events!
ooh kendra: hahahaha
dont let me fa11: i'm not laughing
dont let me fa11: this hurts
dont let me fa11: hurry the fuck up
ooh kendra: i cant hurry!
ooh kendra: its a long one
ooh kendra: hahaa
dont let me fa11: well shit!
dont let me fa11: or not, for that matter
dont let me fa11: hahahaha
ooh kendra: haha
Auto response from dont let me fa11: taking a shit. kendall takes too damn long...
ooh kendra: hahahahaahah
dont let me fa11: damn you
ooh kendra: im still not done
dont let me fa11: i was forced to read an artice about why lesbians are either forced between being butch or ultra femme
dont let me fa11: god damn you to HELL!
ooh kendra: this conversation is going in my journal, cool?
ooh kendra: or are you sensitive about the lesbian stuff?
dont let me fa11: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
dont let me fa11: i don't give a shit
ooh kendra: i didnt think so
dont let me fa11: i'm not the one goin' down on a girl
dont let me fa11: well, not right now at least
dont let me fa11: hahaha
dont let me fa11: shit
ooh kendra: hahaahhaaha
dont let me fa11: that didn't make sense
ooh kendra: that didnt work out in your favor
ooh kendra: nope.
ooh kendra: hahah
dont let me fa11: yeah, shut-up
eat the puddin'
moving on.
this past week/weekend was insane and i loved (mostly) every minute of it.
80s night was alright. i did get to meet the famous mikerobot. he kissed me on the cheek and it was adorable. then he disappeared and i left without saying goodbye.
friday was ridiculous. fanfreakintastic. we all got a little silly at aaron's with the races boys. nathan kept track of how many beers it took to make him go into autopilot and i was lucky enough to circle the beer that did him in. poor dave didnt get off his noodle with us because he was on the phone all night.
saturday... woke up with a crucial hang over. i felt like i was near death. brandon and i went to the peen again for a show at fantasy. we all ate at plaza afterwards. i had beans. lots of beans. a bean dinner. and it was damn good, suckas. THEN... we drove BACK to the souf side (holla) to see revenge therapy and dragonsaur. i was congested and my froat was killin me so i wasnt in the best of spirits. i know i normally look pissed off, so i'm sure i was lookin down right evil that night. so afterwards ryan met us at my place and we drove BACK to pretty/coheed matt's place. finally saw jamie again for the first time in forever. had water gun fights. naked dance parties that i missed out on. and apparently we missed the spin the bottle game. came home and had some good conversations with ryan. i love that boy. he's so honest and so humble. he makes me smile.
sunday... hahahahahhaah. what a great day. seriously. even though we spent half of it on the side of 64 in williamsburg. it was a damn good time with lauren and brandon. ended up at neither of the shows. but who cares. it owned.
i got the job at sullys. i start tomorrow. w00t? yes. w00t.
last day at BDI is friday.
first day of class is next monday.
i move in on the monday after that.
my grandparents leave the week after that.
this is craziness.
so yea. here ya are.
dont let me fa11: dude, update your journal already!
ooh kendra: im doing it now
dont let me fa11: your not giving me anything to read!
dont let me fa11: oh, okay
dont let me fa11: good
ooh kendra: haha
dont let me fa11: what i usually do is print out your journal entry, and read it while i take a shit, that way i don't have to read something from the lesbian bathroom library
ooh kendra: hahahahahhahaha
dont let me fa11: no, i'm serious
dont let me fa11: and i really have to shit, so hurry up
ooh kendra: haha i know it is ;-)
dont let me fa11: i can't hold it in much longer!
dont let me fa11: hurry up!
dont let me fa11: i got a turtlhead pokin' out!
dont let me fa11: turtlehead*
dont let me fa11: hehehehe
ooh kendra: haha just go poop
ooh kendra: save it for next time
dont let me fa11: i can't!
dont let me fa11: nothing to read!
dont let me fa11: dude, i only poop like every other day
dont let me fa11: by then you'll have another entry!
dont let me fa11: and then i wont be up on the current events!
ooh kendra: hahahaha
dont let me fa11: i'm not laughing
dont let me fa11: this hurts
dont let me fa11: hurry the fuck up
ooh kendra: i cant hurry!
ooh kendra: its a long one
ooh kendra: hahaa
dont let me fa11: well shit!
dont let me fa11: or not, for that matter
dont let me fa11: hahahaha
ooh kendra: haha
Auto response from dont let me fa11: taking a shit. kendall takes too damn long...
ooh kendra: hahahahaahah
dont let me fa11: damn you
ooh kendra: im still not done
dont let me fa11: i was forced to read an artice about why lesbians are either forced between being butch or ultra femme
dont let me fa11: god damn you to HELL!
ooh kendra: this conversation is going in my journal, cool?
ooh kendra: or are you sensitive about the lesbian stuff?
dont let me fa11: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA
dont let me fa11: i don't give a shit
ooh kendra: i didnt think so
dont let me fa11: i'm not the one goin' down on a girl
dont let me fa11: well, not right now at least
dont let me fa11: hahaha
dont let me fa11: shit
ooh kendra: hahaahhaaha
dont let me fa11: that didn't make sense
ooh kendra: that didnt work out in your favor
ooh kendra: nope.
ooh kendra: hahah
dont let me fa11: yeah, shut-up
eat the puddin'