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[Wednesday
May 16th 2007 [12:57pm]] |
I've decided to stop using Livejournal.
I've decided that it's in my best interest to stop putting my personal life on the internet. I might look at other people's and even comment every once in a while, but I'm not going to post anymore.
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[Monday
May 7th 2007 [8:31pm]] |
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OH MY GOD.
I'm wearing Zack's jackets and it smells exactly like him. DELICIOUS.
Been a good day. had an interseting experience at the Burke Giant, but we didn't have to del with the boys at all. With the exception of fucking Jewish Greg, me, Zack, Jill, Dimitri, and Sarah had our little komrade love fest all fucking day. And Dimitri is supposed to give me a komrade name by tomorrow. Exciting shit.
By the way, I'm pissed about the fact that the only drunk icon they have is throwing up. I am happily intoxicated thank you. They need a "Oh my god.... I am so fucked up" icon.
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[Friday
May 4th 2007 [11:23pm]] |
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DUUUUUDE
Fucking Fried-day. I might not be high right now (smoking pot aint for me), but i'm very much intoxicated on my little friend alcohol.
These kids.... I love them. Dimitri told me i should get married to Zack today. What a crazy motherfucker. But we got stuck with fucking frankie and this wierd ass emo kid named trevor. Trevor kept taking my lighter out of my balt. I'd gladly let him bum a smooth or even a light, but the only people who get that close to my waist are Myself, Jill, Melissa, and Zack. No wierd ass emo kids with fucking scars up and down their arms. I don't like people who are stupid (how fucking appropriate, eh sonya?).
But nah, we had a fucking adventure running from the boys for like 45 minutes, and I spilled me and zacks hurricane all over ourselves. Then me, Zack, Dimtri, and that emo motherfucker all chilled and drank on these rocks. Then we around in the kings park neighborhood for another hour looking for jill and jake, and we were just walking around drink some beer. Then me and zack pissed in the fucking catholic church nun place. We were totally unsketch with our "katrinas" in our hands. haha. Then we fulfilled our food cravings back at the homestead. Dimitri had to buy me a fucking onion, because he finished the one we had. We even got Zack to break his semi-vegitarianism with a hebrew national hotdog. SOME GOOD SHIT.
Shit... I'm too tired to talk anymore. Eventually i loeave a post when I'm sober, but for now.... I love you motherfuckers have an awsome night.
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