i'm becoming computer literate
"Hello, my name is Laura, and I've given into the peer pressure of getting a live journal" ("Hi, Laura", they all chant). Something most people don't know about me is that I've been writing in a journal daily since 6th grade. So, I guess I thought I should try this out. Why not..
I might as well begin the very first entry with my latest adventure, and my oh my, an adventure it was. So yesterday, Stephanie, Dilan, Kyrie, and I had the brilliant idea to go over Shraya's (sp?). Entering her house, we were greeted by a tall, toothless, ghetto guy, and I assumed Shraya had a brother, until there was another, and another, and..oh dear, we were trapped. Grabbing popcorn and cellphones, we raced to her room, and decided that it was not quite the time to make new friends, especially since, ya know, we weren't in the mood to be doing weed and all. lol. We were laughing hysterically, hidden in the room, desperately calling every soul with a car, while they were bragging downstairs of the cops they were running from. All of a sudden, the toothless one (my personal favorite lol), came leaping on the bed and began (prepare yourself) to...put on makeup. Finally, Ajay called and saved our precious lives. We went back to Kyrie's and hung out. And guess what! Dilan's throwing a New Year's Eve/Bday party for me! What a buddy! All are invited, especially my toothless man out there. lol. Moral of the Story: This is all Danny B's fault for not getting his license soon enough.
Oh, and of course, I must finish with an extra-special gracias to Mr. Rick for helping with the LJ. So long and farewell.
I might as well begin the very first entry with my latest adventure, and my oh my, an adventure it was. So yesterday, Stephanie, Dilan, Kyrie, and I had the brilliant idea to go over Shraya's (sp?). Entering her house, we were greeted by a tall, toothless, ghetto guy, and I assumed Shraya had a brother, until there was another, and another, and..oh dear, we were trapped. Grabbing popcorn and cellphones, we raced to her room, and decided that it was not quite the time to make new friends, especially since, ya know, we weren't in the mood to be doing weed and all. lol. We were laughing hysterically, hidden in the room, desperately calling every soul with a car, while they were bragging downstairs of the cops they were running from. All of a sudden, the toothless one (my personal favorite lol), came leaping on the bed and began (prepare yourself) to...put on makeup. Finally, Ajay called and saved our precious lives. We went back to Kyrie's and hung out. And guess what! Dilan's throwing a New Year's Eve/Bday party for me! What a buddy! All are invited, especially my toothless man out there. lol. Moral of the Story: This is all Danny B's fault for not getting his license soon enough.
Oh, and of course, I must finish with an extra-special gracias to Mr. Rick for helping with the LJ. So long and farewell.