Mar 05, 2004 22:34
when i see martha in her jail cell, ill believe it. shell probably take a yacht to the caribbean or some shit. if i had all the fucking money she does, i would.
i saw passions of the christ. it wasnt as intense as i thought it would be. i didn't cry. i dont know if thats a good thing or a bad thing, cause well...my dad cried...and thats a rare fucking site. whatever.
my sister is home from school. gregs sleeping over all this weekend, but shhh. his parents dont know. im going to the white rose tomorrow with my sister, gonna meet up my cousin and my poppy before they go to the race track. ((the white rose is the diner my uncle owns in roselle park, my poppy owned one in linden)) i fuckin love the white rose. they have the BEST cheeseburgers ever. and whenever i smell that place, it brings back fond memories of my childhood. ohhhh...those were the days. matt and twoggs are here. imma go chill with them.