G'mornin'. G'evenin'. G'night.
So, the best thing in the world happened, only to come crashing down by a lack of parental apporval. Mae, the band, asked me, (THATS RIGHT BITCHES. ME.) to sell merch at their concert. And since my dad is impossible to talk to other than through email when he's at work, I e-mailed him asking if I could. But they sent me another message and said that they had found another seller before I replied, which of course is my dad's fault, because he still hasn't replied. DAMNIT. DAMNIT DAMNIT DAMNIT.
Anyway, I've decided that things are okay with the whole Jeah and Leff thing. Plus, she said that its WAY too awkward and probably won't last very long.
Today was a mighty fine day, I must admit. You could even say it was GREAT. Yes, great is the word. I love newspaper kids, I've decided. I should have been in it last year, but even still, with the exception of two, I really love every person in that class.
And well, band kind of is no bueno. But I've decided to stop caring so much about it all. I mean, it's BAND. Shit, son.
I really love history, I've also decided.
Odyssey test tomorrow. I am F-U-C-K FUCKED.
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love, peace, crap.
Anyway, I've decided that things are okay with the whole Jeah and Leff thing. Plus, she said that its WAY too awkward and probably won't last very long.
Today was a mighty fine day, I must admit. You could even say it was GREAT. Yes, great is the word. I love newspaper kids, I've decided. I should have been in it last year, but even still, with the exception of two, I really love every person in that class.
And well, band kind of is no bueno. But I've decided to stop caring so much about it all. I mean, it's BAND. Shit, son.
I really love history, I've also decided.
Odyssey test tomorrow. I am F-U-C-K FUCKED.
:]
love, peace, crap.