your ass is grass asshole, JK mom
I had a dream about two nights ago about gold earrings. I looked up what it meant on my Dream Dictionary Disc, and it said that someone was talking about me that night when I had my dream. It didn't say if it was good or bad. I asked a few of my friends, and they said "no they weren't talking about me". I'm just curious, oh well, Its not even a big deal.
This may seem dumb, I some-what believe in the true meaning of dreams, as though it can happen in real life, basically being awake. I'm not Austrian or anything, because in there culture when ever they have a dream, it usually comes true. Also superstition's, I believe in majority of them. It's all because of my mom, she's the one that got me into them.
Anyway, I hung out with my friends the whole day. It was nice. Unfortunately my best guy friend Ramsay got in a car accident with his rich dumbass friend and the fucking black ice road. His friend was going 110 mph with his new convertible on the freeway toward Seattle. I'm so happy that Ramsay is alive. I thank God so much. I think I would literally cry for months if he was gone. I would cry if anyone one of my good friends passed away. But I don't wanna think about that. I'm just thankful for yesterday that nothing serious happened to my friend.
Yeah, but later that day, Ram's and Tone's (Tony) (Tasha's boyfriend) came over to Tasha's house. Then we went to Krispy Kream. But on the way there, I got hella pissed, because I suppose, I'm the shittiest driver ever. But I'm truly not. That's all going to say about that.
I LOVE DEEP FRIED FOOD!
But I'm not fat or anything, haha.
All four of us went to Target and played tag. I know that's a really childish thing to do. I'm really glad we did it though, brought us, well me, at least, really good memories. And besides we got to burn off all those calories from the the fried food, or shall I say "bucket of fat".
So that was my day, basically...
"HAVE A FUN"(me and emily, inside joke)!!!
always, Pascual
This may seem dumb, I some-what believe in the true meaning of dreams, as though it can happen in real life, basically being awake. I'm not Austrian or anything, because in there culture when ever they have a dream, it usually comes true. Also superstition's, I believe in majority of them. It's all because of my mom, she's the one that got me into them.
Anyway, I hung out with my friends the whole day. It was nice. Unfortunately my best guy friend Ramsay got in a car accident with his rich dumbass friend and the fucking black ice road. His friend was going 110 mph with his new convertible on the freeway toward Seattle. I'm so happy that Ramsay is alive. I thank God so much. I think I would literally cry for months if he was gone. I would cry if anyone one of my good friends passed away. But I don't wanna think about that. I'm just thankful for yesterday that nothing serious happened to my friend.
Yeah, but later that day, Ram's and Tone's (Tony) (Tasha's boyfriend) came over to Tasha's house. Then we went to Krispy Kream. But on the way there, I got hella pissed, because I suppose, I'm the shittiest driver ever. But I'm truly not. That's all going to say about that.
I LOVE DEEP FRIED FOOD!
But I'm not fat or anything, haha.
All four of us went to Target and played tag. I know that's a really childish thing to do. I'm really glad we did it though, brought us, well me, at least, really good memories. And besides we got to burn off all those calories from the the fried food, or shall I say "bucket of fat".
So that was my day, basically...
"HAVE A FUN"(me and emily, inside joke)!!!
always, Pascual