whos house, wills houseeeee
yesterday i was unable to walk into classes & pretend everything was copasetic. unwilling friends led me to walk from my school past sherman way to ventura & took the 161 to the 150 bus home, first time rider. the mom locked me out & so i went to camerons & chilled all day there & yardan came over & tripped me the fuck out. ash picked me up & went home to watch the rest of love actually bonding with mr. international ian, marissa and mary. the rest of the girls came over & sean & we were off taurus style to 7-11 then wills. i've never partied with people from school & it was the trippiest shit ever. i ended up with glass in my feet, a broken sandal, soaked shirt, bruised legs & god knows what else. everyone was really red & talked really close. it was extremely entertaining from what i recall, not much. car ride home was CHA reunion belligerent style and all the girls & sean & ryan came back to ash's & chilled the fuck out ending the night on a water bed with passed out sarah, ryan and my lover ashley cannoodling & a parental tv lock.
senior breakfast at 9 & we were all unwilling. we picked the coldest table & everyone had the same look on their face from last night while we fought over bread. 1/2 the student body wasn't in the slide show, i for sure wasn't & i liked mr. sauters speech most. the idea of senior year alone is depressing, even if i don't talk to more than 1/2 of you, i'll miss you.
senior breakfast at 9 & we were all unwilling. we picked the coldest table & everyone had the same look on their face from last night while we fought over bread. 1/2 the student body wasn't in the slide show, i for sure wasn't & i liked mr. sauters speech most. the idea of senior year alone is depressing, even if i don't talk to more than 1/2 of you, i'll miss you.