One more week..

[poopoo4juju]

One more week till I get my license. That's like the only thing I'm looking forward to, oh and going to the Rainer Maria show with someone...cough. =D Blaah..anyways, my dad's car is a piece of junk so he's not coming home tonight till probably later. He says he's going to use the other car tomorrow which is kinda suppose to be my car cause I'll be driving it soon but whatever. Maybe, we'll get a new car. I don't know if we can even afford it but hey, new cars are always fun. I'm bored. Mother didn't let me go out today cause I guess I got out too much. Sure whatever. Each time something like that happens, it makes me even more anxious to either get the hell out of here and be on my own or just be old enough to where I don't need permission to go out or have a curfew. I guess it's all part of growing up and it sure as hell sucks. I wanted to go out today cause uhh I wasn't doing anything but I remembered that I still needed to write my "thank you" cards and shit cause my aunt keeps nagging me like a mad woman so I finally got that over with oh and plus, like I said, my mom didn't let me go out. BLAAAAAH.

Rachel get your ticket!

I'm a noodle guys!

briit gurl: i wanna start a band
briit gurl: mein
its Juju Beee: mein?
its Juju Beee: mein=man?
its Juju Beee: haha
briit gurl: yessssssssssssssss
its Juju Beee: i want to start a band too
its Juju Beee: it's spelled MENG.
its Juju Beee: mein is like chow mein.
its Juju Beee: ha i guess mein works too.
briit gurl: shutup you noodle
its Juju Beee: ahaha
its Juju Beee: fuck you.
its Juju Beee: lol.
briit gurl: hahaha
its Juju Beee: you just called me a noodle.
its Juju Beee: haha wow that's great.
its Juju Beee: i love it.
briit gurl: hey put this conversation on your journal, it's the best ever
briit gurl: just from the mein part
its Juju Beee: haha okie.

lol...whoops.