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Holy baby Jesus. I ate so much today. I had so much Dim Sum. and then I made a cake from a box. It called for a 9" X 13" pan, but I used a 8" X 12" pan. I really didn't think it would make that much of a difference! I checked on the cake in the oven and it overflowed everywhere. Lovely. so i let it overflow, and when I took it out of the oven only part of it was cooked. So I took the part that wasn't cooked and put it in a different pan. I iced the cake that was done, but it was "extra moist" so the icing didn't go on very well. It was a disaster.
I'm so excited for Wednesday!!! I'm going with my friend to get her lip pierced and I'm paying for it as a part of her b-day/xmas present (her bday is tomorrow). So this shall be good! And there is this thing going on at a club downtown (right beside The Kool Haus--->where I was sooooooooo fucking close to Brandon and met Ronnie and Mark!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still can't get over that...) tomorrow. And a bunch of my friends are going but they haven't invited me, but have talked about around me. I really wanna go. But the thing is, at clubs I get really self-conscious. I wouldn't dance, i would just stand there. And I get really clingy when I'm that nervous. And all my friends would be going around grinding and making out, but I would be just there, nervous as all fucking hell. But maybe it would be different! Like, my grade nine semi-formal is what I'm basing all these opinions on, or most of them at least. But then I didn't drink at all. And now I drink on occasion. And if I went tomorrow I would get drunk for sure-no doubt about it. So maybe that would change me being all scared and whatever. But there is no hope in me even thinking about it, I know I'm not going. It's a fact like humans exhale carbon dioxide is a fact.
I'm so excited for Wednesday!!! I'm going with my friend to get her lip pierced and I'm paying for it as a part of her b-day/xmas present (her bday is tomorrow). So this shall be good! And there is this thing going on at a club downtown (right beside The Kool Haus--->where I was sooooooooo fucking close to Brandon and met Ronnie and Mark!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I still can't get over that...) tomorrow. And a bunch of my friends are going but they haven't invited me, but have talked about around me. I really wanna go. But the thing is, at clubs I get really self-conscious. I wouldn't dance, i would just stand there. And I get really clingy when I'm that nervous. And all my friends would be going around grinding and making out, but I would be just there, nervous as all fucking hell. But maybe it would be different! Like, my grade nine semi-formal is what I'm basing all these opinions on, or most of them at least. But then I didn't drink at all. And now I drink on occasion. And if I went tomorrow I would get drunk for sure-no doubt about it. So maybe that would change me being all scared and whatever. But there is no hope in me even thinking about it, I know I'm not going. It's a fact like humans exhale carbon dioxide is a fact.