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i started this entry out as a comment off michael latest post, but sicne its 9 AM and no one is talking to me, plus the fact that i realized this was turning into a really long comment, i decided to make it a post.
So now i'll tell you about my life. well friday night i went home and wanted a lindsay lohan fest. my mom grills me when i get home about the tryouts, im all extremly happy about it, she tells me that i said all the wrong things and i should of said this and that, i say "stop trying to ruin my good moood" and she says "hey, im just giving you constructive critizim".
so i try to get my dad to take me to blockbuster as fast as i can so i dont explode all over my mother. i went to blockbuster to get the parent trap, lindsay lohan movie #1, and freaky friday. i get home to find that the freaky friday i got was the one from 30 years ago that is stupid and no one likes, and inside the parent trap was a movie called "Oswald- Welcome to the Big City". so my night was ruined and i went to sleep.
yesterday, being saterday, beach with caity. we saw some guy who was cute and starting making up his life. i htought he was 24, from rhode island, on vaacation here with his family, he didnt want to ruin his image by being with them, so he decided to play the older, cooler part of sitting under a beach umbrella and read the newspaper. a stalking moment yes, very DG like i must say. at the end, caity went up to him to see how old he was, he was 25. so close.
saterday night. emilys house. fun time. i played dress up in her out dated/ ugly dress collection. we tried to set up emilys picture for myspace, but that didnt end up happening. i blame that on the gifted ADD in us all. all being me emily nikki and caitie. DG ended up calling, then caitie stumbled upon a note by the phone reading "emily-- call david greg back". we were going to take a picture and post it on here, but emily said she would later, she has yet to do that.
thats basically it. thats my weekend up to this point. today will be filled with essay's, homework, and of course, desperate house wizzles.
So now i'll tell you about my life. well friday night i went home and wanted a lindsay lohan fest. my mom grills me when i get home about the tryouts, im all extremly happy about it, she tells me that i said all the wrong things and i should of said this and that, i say "stop trying to ruin my good moood" and she says "hey, im just giving you constructive critizim".
so i try to get my dad to take me to blockbuster as fast as i can so i dont explode all over my mother. i went to blockbuster to get the parent trap, lindsay lohan movie #1, and freaky friday. i get home to find that the freaky friday i got was the one from 30 years ago that is stupid and no one likes, and inside the parent trap was a movie called "Oswald- Welcome to the Big City". so my night was ruined and i went to sleep.
yesterday, being saterday, beach with caity. we saw some guy who was cute and starting making up his life. i htought he was 24, from rhode island, on vaacation here with his family, he didnt want to ruin his image by being with them, so he decided to play the older, cooler part of sitting under a beach umbrella and read the newspaper. a stalking moment yes, very DG like i must say. at the end, caity went up to him to see how old he was, he was 25. so close.
saterday night. emilys house. fun time. i played dress up in her out dated/ ugly dress collection. we tried to set up emilys picture for myspace, but that didnt end up happening. i blame that on the gifted ADD in us all. all being me emily nikki and caitie. DG ended up calling, then caitie stumbled upon a note by the phone reading "emily-- call david greg back". we were going to take a picture and post it on here, but emily said she would later, she has yet to do that.
thats basically it. thats my weekend up to this point. today will be filled with essay's, homework, and of course, desperate house wizzles.