ballsack.
so here's my weekend:
friday; after school, madd & i picked up whittnae. went to kohl's; no paycheck for me. went to the mall. saw kevi & teddy. they came over & pierced whitt's septum. we got ready & went to jacksonville. got there around 6:45, & missed Blessed Be. i saw carter, vanessa, jameson, andrew, matt, marc, brandon, patrick, emily, shannon, channing, brittany, tanner, mike, and joey. jumping the shark was alright that night. i think they were better at battle of the bands. i went to taco bell while they played with marc, whit, brandon, patrick, & two people marc knows.cupid wears my trophy [and has a gay name] kinda sucked, only because the guitar amps randomly kept shutting off. whit, carter, & i got in & danced for them. after them was who i was really looking forward to. laid to rest fucking OWNED. whit & i got in the pit for them as well. we were windmilling, & she kinda dropped me, because she thought i got hit- when she dropped me, my face hit the floor. i came back up to continue windmilling, & some asshole [who doesn't like girls in the pit] kicked me in the face. my mouth was full of blood & my bottom lip was huge. it hurt at first, but then went numb. ehh, shit happens. i talked to jesse after they played. he turned 21 the next day. after ltr, the came the plague played. they were pretty good, too. i liked them. but thanks to them, unending blame almost couldn't play. they ended up playing, though, & were the best band by far that night. i was so proud to know marc and brandon. marc shot the crowd with his bass while playing. that was the first time i'd ever seen him do that in person, hahahaha it was hilarious. he looked like a pimped out robot, due to his grill. i love that kid.
Andrew was in a bad mood that night, so i didn't really talk to him. Whit tried to get us to, & we did for a minute, but he told me he was real busy. by busy, i didn't know that meant he had to go off with milly. i was really hurt by that, because at the time i still had feelings for him. so i went over to whit & brandon & she hugged me & kissed me haha. then she made me kiss brandon. i was hesitant about it, because he's her boyfriend. but she made me haha. being with her made me feel a little better. we started walking, & i didn't feel like playing third wheel, so i went to find marc. we sat in his car & talked because it was colder outside. then he left & patrick came back from taco bell, so i hung out with him & jameson. eventually, brandon brought his car over & we blasted music & the guys were dancing, which ended with the cops telling us to leave. after some confusion & stress, we got to my parents & came home around 11:30.
saturday; whit & i woke up around 8:30. we sat around, & i called in sick to work. madd came over later on & we waited on tanner to come into town & pick us up. we went to the mall, & then dropped whit off at home. the three of us went downtown & tanner went back home. madd & i chilled downtown until the show. i waited on carter, vanessa, christina, & chelsea to get there before i went in. hung out with them for a while. also, patrick was there. & eventually, brandon, hilary, and two of their friends came. it was nice to have the jacksonville kids there. i missed the first band [embracing goodbye] while waiting on the jville kids. damona waits was good. i didn't know bloodjinn was playing when i was in the back, so i didn't get to see them. carter wanted to leave during them, so he & vanessa left. lastly, the devil wears prada fucking r00led. they were O M G good. we left the show around 12:15, & donald took me & madd to my house. we went to bed shortly after.
sunday; madd & i woke up around 10:30. we just chilled at my house til i had to work. i worked from 4-10. juniors was a fucking warpath. everyone kept leaving shit in the dressing rooms & it was a mess. i didn't get to pick up any clearance off the floor. & i had to fold jeans that fell off the wall for like an hour. i called andrew when i got off work to tell him i'd be coming up there to get my money. he called me back, but i was too pissed at him to answer. i ended up calling him back, & we talked. he didn't get my voicemail, so i didn't say anything about it. but i was like, "what are you doing tomorrow after school?" & he was like, "do you want me to come to wilmington or something?" & i was like, "no, actually i was going to go to your house to get my money back finally." & he was like, "oh, okay. well, the only thing i have is practice, so that's fine." we talked for like 20 minutes before he went to bed. i felt bad about being mad once i talked to him, even if i did get hurt this weekend. i think i can stick with being friends. as long as he doesn't pull any cute moves like he did 2 weeks ago with holding my hand & kissing me.
that's about it.
i'm done.
PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME, bitches.
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