i called it ... my dad was awake when i came home ... pyschoz
SO last night i had fun ... i (desperately) called alot of people in my phone book to come see CPJ in philly ... no one answered except G ... i dont even know why i called her. first she lives SOO far away and even though she lives next to 76 its SO far from the part of the city i wanted to go to ... i mean i live 15-20 minutes from that part but by going to Gs and waiting for her to get ready ect. we didnt get there till 830 ... finally when we found where the place was (right between u. city and the ghetto ... love how no one told me that) we missed the band i wanted to see ... thanx bitch ... so as im about to walk away and go back to my boring life on the main line until mike (and greta? ) spot us ... score ... so we talk ... it was like a normal conversation not something retarded like ... what i usually here from people ... so gvansta publicly blurts how bored she is ... and in general she was just bothering me ... she was acting as if i made her late for a concert she wanted to see ... grrrr
some blah blah blah got ice cream which wasnt good and greta bought a choco. covered dick on a stick ... fun stuff then walk walk talk talk blah blah ...
oh and mike was like 'oh that so wasnt a drag' from his ciggerate and G was like just sleep over and call your parents in the morning ... WELL when i got home the back door was opened and my dad was just sitting there ... its good i didnt just not come home and smell like smoke at the same time ...
i dont remember what happened next ... umm drove mike home ... oh talked to nikki ... met james shaver ... again or remet him ... in conclusion fun night minus the driving and minus gvansta being stupid and bitchy ... im really pissed at her ... haha whatever~
byyeee ...