Today My Mother Called Me a Poser
Lately, everything's been very Ian, Ian, Ian, and for the rest of you (and I hope I don't sound self-centered), I'm sorry for that, because I realize that that's how I've been pretty much all summer. But really. I'm so nervy-B with him going to college. It's going to be insanely different, just because he's the person that I hang out with everyday, in addition to the person that I love intensely. Why can't Central be next door to Romeo? Arg, and he's leaving next week. !!!
I got my senior pictures taken and I'll try to get proofs on here when I get them for some input.
But guess what I did yesterday!
I went to a Twiztid and ABK show with Ian, his friend Doyle, and his girlfried, Katey. Ah! And I almost died because I got too high around too many people. But it was okay because everyone was giving me water. It was so fucking crazy because when Twiztid came out, I dashed through the pit and was so close to the stage it was crazy. I got pegged in the boob with a water bottle one of them threw from onstage. Plus, I was drenched in my own sweat, plus everyone's around me because everyone was jammed together. Ian and Doyle had their faces painted, which was small fries compared to some of the other people out there. Still, it was sweet. Everything. The atmosphere. The crowd surfing (I got kicked in the eye). The Juggalos. The Juggalettes. Seriously, it was an experience I'm glad to have had.
And tomorrow could end up terrible. So if you read this before then, please keep the fact that I need some luck in your head around 10:30 tomorrow, because I'll really need it. Or money for bond. Only joking. I think.
Fuck, I should shower.
SHOULD.
And hey. The area code's (586).
Briana
I got my senior pictures taken and I'll try to get proofs on here when I get them for some input.
But guess what I did yesterday!
I went to a Twiztid and ABK show with Ian, his friend Doyle, and his girlfried, Katey. Ah! And I almost died because I got too high around too many people. But it was okay because everyone was giving me water. It was so fucking crazy because when Twiztid came out, I dashed through the pit and was so close to the stage it was crazy. I got pegged in the boob with a water bottle one of them threw from onstage. Plus, I was drenched in my own sweat, plus everyone's around me because everyone was jammed together. Ian and Doyle had their faces painted, which was small fries compared to some of the other people out there. Still, it was sweet. Everything. The atmosphere. The crowd surfing (I got kicked in the eye). The Juggalos. The Juggalettes. Seriously, it was an experience I'm glad to have had.
And tomorrow could end up terrible. So if you read this before then, please keep the fact that I need some luck in your head around 10:30 tomorrow, because I'll really need it. Or money for bond. Only joking. I think.
Fuck, I should shower.
SHOULD.
And hey. The area code's (586).
Briana