Feb 27, 2004 22:49
Woke up.
Went to guard.
Had a great time.
Went to subway.
Came home.
Ate subway.
Checked mail.
received lots of letters.
Took a bath.
Got dressed.
Got into Izzie’s truck.
Went to Fazollies.
Went to steak and shake.
Went to lows parking lot.
Danced in the bed of Izzie’s truck.
Ate in the bed of Izzie’s truck.
Went to Izzie’s house.
Watched TV.
Played pool.
Played isketch.
Kicked every body’s asses at isketch.
Played strike a match.
Got our asses kicked by every body.
Got into Izzie’s truck.
Sang along with Justin Timberlake and 50 cent.
Came home.
Quarreled with sister.
Here I am.
I had a really good time at the Coffee Affair last night. I had soooo much fun with Tibbs. The boy is so gorgeous. If he knows I like him or not is beyond me. So, that probably means that he does and it disgusted by the idea. Who knows though? “Not I” Said the cat. Good story. The hen one. Know what I’m talking about? I think you do.
Tomorrow I’m going to see my sister perform and then later I’m gonna see fosse with Izzie. I’m so psyched! My mom said that she heard it was really sexual. Haha. Too bad Becker won’t see it.
Last night was uber freaky….
Ness and Jess were on the computer (in my room) and they would not get off and I needed to go to bed. So I told ness it was my turn so they left and I locked the door and but a chair under it ‘cause I thought they’d try to get in while I was asleep and get on. So I’m about 10 minutes into a light sleep when I hear my door handle being turned. It woke me up and I thought, “I knew it. She’s trying to get online again!” So I just went back to bed but then Ness unlocked it with a toothpick. And my mom was trying to get is but couldn’t because of the chair by the door. It turns out, there was a car sitting in our driveway. Really close up to the house with it’s lights on and everything. They just sat there for like 20 minutes! It was soooo creepy! We couldn’t see the plate numbers, what kind of car it was, and the driver. We were about to call the police. Not 911 mind you, just the regular police to see if they would send someone out to see what the hell was going on. But then they left. And my entire family thinks I was trying to sneak out. That cracks me up. I think if I was going to sneak out I would be wearing more that a T-shirt and undies. You know, a bra, pants…. And I would be smart enough to tell the people picking me up not to pull right up in front of the house with their freaking lights off. On the other hand I see where they’re coming from, it was very peculiar that I had my door locked and had a chair propped up. But hey, w00t now. I hope they come back 'cause I'll bust a cap!