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soooo
my family is absolutely amazing. damn straight.
jill, sam, andrew, auntie yolanda and auntie irene definitely drove aaaall the way from troy to come hit up fear no art. it made me happy. =D good fun. to sam and jillian: i promise i will drive over there whenever you want me to come! haha because, oh wait, you're...awesome?
i don't know how i feel about our little slam on friday night. it kind of sucked, kind of didn't. this whoreface took my spot though. but at least the judges came to their senses at the end. i don't exactly know how many there were but they were pretty inefficient in the beginning and then they made it frickin sweet when all of them gave me tens. i ended up getting third, but wtv. at least theo kicked some ass and won the whole damn thing. yay. feliz.
i am using italics off the hinges tonight.
i'm so pumped that i'm going to put together a book. aaand i hope you all love me so much as to purchase it, and then you could read it forever.
since the basis of my live journal is ms. nina robles...we went to ann arbor last night and neener and i mos def had yet another run in with the po-pos. the other times are stories i have yet to tell.
so we were just chillen in the honda coche, laughing our little filipino asses off, and this woman in sweats and a headband comes knocking on nina's window, and she's all "POLICE OPEN THIS WINDOW!" and throws her badge in nina's VERY shocked face. all the while, blake's freaking out in the backseat with his hands up. and the rest was just priceless and i am unable to write about it currently, which is saying something. but mmmmmmmm... WHAT A NIGHT. you can never go wrong with blake and neener. never. ever.
the other times i had yet to tell:
1) that one night nina, karen, me and kevie d spent the night in kevin's car. we hit up a crazy troy party where a certain someone's ex-girlfriend was definitely all up on the counter without a shirt and some whip cream. someone yelled "the po-pos are here, everyone get in the basement!" kevin definitely grabs my incapacitated hand, i grab nina's, and he makes us run. he made me jump a fence. after half a shot and a couple beers (which, with my very low-tolerance, left me a little ridiculous) i jump the frickin fence. what an absolute classic night. i will never stop telling people about it, because they wish they could've lived a night like this one, and, no, it wasn't good just because there was alcohol involved.
2) ann arbor, about 2 minutes after me and nina were literally rolling on the ground laughing at kevin's crouching senior picture. i guess you have to see it, because i thought it was really funny. i still think it is and it makes me happy on gloomy days. pua haha. anyways, after nina does her SWEET rocaway (rocawear? wtf.) dance and leans back, these dumbass kids decide to throw a water balloon (which was green) right on kevin's windshield (which he just had replaced) from the top of a five-story parking structure. we ran to the police station, and i don't really remember what happened, but this might be a lame story to you that you're probably not reading anymore, but i also loved this night and i love those two people to death, so i will keep telling stories with them involved because they're pretty much the best ones i've got. =D
okay, both stories indirectly running into the po-pos, but wtv!
i frickin love the midnight society.
buy my book.
lata playa.
my family is absolutely amazing. damn straight.
jill, sam, andrew, auntie yolanda and auntie irene definitely drove aaaall the way from troy to come hit up fear no art. it made me happy. =D good fun. to sam and jillian: i promise i will drive over there whenever you want me to come! haha because, oh wait, you're...awesome?
i don't know how i feel about our little slam on friday night. it kind of sucked, kind of didn't. this whoreface took my spot though. but at least the judges came to their senses at the end. i don't exactly know how many there were but they were pretty inefficient in the beginning and then they made it frickin sweet when all of them gave me tens. i ended up getting third, but wtv. at least theo kicked some ass and won the whole damn thing. yay. feliz.
i am using italics off the hinges tonight.
i'm so pumped that i'm going to put together a book. aaand i hope you all love me so much as to purchase it, and then you could read it forever.
since the basis of my live journal is ms. nina robles...we went to ann arbor last night and neener and i mos def had yet another run in with the po-pos. the other times are stories i have yet to tell.
so we were just chillen in the honda coche, laughing our little filipino asses off, and this woman in sweats and a headband comes knocking on nina's window, and she's all "POLICE OPEN THIS WINDOW!" and throws her badge in nina's VERY shocked face. all the while, blake's freaking out in the backseat with his hands up. and the rest was just priceless and i am unable to write about it currently, which is saying something. but mmmmmmmm... WHAT A NIGHT. you can never go wrong with blake and neener. never. ever.
the other times i had yet to tell:
1) that one night nina, karen, me and kevie d spent the night in kevin's car. we hit up a crazy troy party where a certain someone's ex-girlfriend was definitely all up on the counter without a shirt and some whip cream. someone yelled "the po-pos are here, everyone get in the basement!" kevin definitely grabs my incapacitated hand, i grab nina's, and he makes us run. he made me jump a fence. after half a shot and a couple beers (which, with my very low-tolerance, left me a little ridiculous) i jump the frickin fence. what an absolute classic night. i will never stop telling people about it, because they wish they could've lived a night like this one, and, no, it wasn't good just because there was alcohol involved.
2) ann arbor, about 2 minutes after me and nina were literally rolling on the ground laughing at kevin's crouching senior picture. i guess you have to see it, because i thought it was really funny. i still think it is and it makes me happy on gloomy days. pua haha. anyways, after nina does her SWEET rocaway (rocawear? wtf.) dance and leans back, these dumbass kids decide to throw a water balloon (which was green) right on kevin's windshield (which he just had replaced) from the top of a five-story parking structure. we ran to the police station, and i don't really remember what happened, but this might be a lame story to you that you're probably not reading anymore, but i also loved this night and i love those two people to death, so i will keep telling stories with them involved because they're pretty much the best ones i've got. =D
okay, both stories indirectly running into the po-pos, but wtv!
i frickin love the midnight society.
buy my book.
lata playa.