Oct 13, 2003 12:03
Homecoming was wonderous. I was dateless, but it was still wonderous. All the band nerds hung together which was cool. I kept stepping on my dress, so did Feesh. So much ghetto music. So much humping. My retina's are burning still.
Afterwards I spent the night at Feesh's. I managed to stay up and watch SNL with Justin Timberlake. He's funny as shit. He makes a decent women.
The next morning Feesh, Cindy, John, and I went bowling. I kicked Feesh's ass as usual. My last game was terrible because this old guy screamed at me. He was all "Could you wait til' I was finished!!!!!" Realistically he was done, but he didn't have to yell at me. If he would had just said something it wouldnt of been a big deal, but he made it one. He wasn't that good of a bowler.
Then we went to Arby's and BJ's. Saw an awesome bead set.
We walked to Graceton's to get a magazine. Some people in a white car honked their horn at us. Don't honk and not offer a ride. Fags.
Finally I got to see School of Rock. It was sooooo good. Feesh is dyslexic or there was a typo because we had to wait an hour for the movie to start because we came early. We went to the arcade and played air hockey. I kicked her butt. The second game I almost won, but she realized how to get the puck out of the goal, so she cheated and beat me.
We sat out on the benches for the rest of the time and watched a bunch of retarded kids with no rhythm do DDR. Rather amusing. Saw tons of ex-seniors. Laughed at a bunch of ghetto people's clothes. Saw tons of hip. It was crazy. The movie made everything worth while.
I love Jack Black.