blast
last night me justin and jeremy went to allston to see the blood brothers. the first band sucked. i bought a radical blue shirt and the new album. justin bought a sweatshirt and a pink tshirt. mm, he's hot. then the blood brothers came on. it was a really good show. they played alot of new stuff. we left after them cas we really didn't care to hear the last band. so we're walking to bk where we parked and 4 wicked loud fighter jet thingies flew over us and there were TONS of cops and swat vans and shit everywhere cas of the world series. then we got lost for awhile. justin figured out where we were though...then we came back here and decieded to go to jeremy's. we watched the cell, ate chicken nuggets, good stuff. at like 11 we all piled into the front seat of justin's car and drove around attempting to scare eachother. we were out till like 2 just driving around random places. somehow we ended up looking at plymouth rock at like 130 in the morning until we got scared off by some creepy guys in a trench coat walking down the street. the whole night was so fucking hilarious, it was such a blast. i got home a little after 2 then slept till fucking 145 today...
ughhhhhhhh school tomorrow. anything going on this week? comment.