you'll die trying to live this down

we can GO where we want to, a place where THEY will never find
December 21, 2003 / 7:06 pm

and we can act like we come from OUT OF THIS WORLD leave the real one far behind.

and we can dance!

from friday:
i was getting out of my car when i got home and i like, whipped my bag up so it wouldnt get caught on the shifter thing, and somehow a cd on the visor above the windshield managed to cut my hand really badly. it definately cut through the epidermis and at least half of the dermis, maybe more... i dont really know my skin layers. but damn, it hurt. i was worried i was going to be seeing bone.

proof that it's friday: random quotes from practice tonight

-"i bet no girl has ever been in your pantses!"

-"how could they find out through an email that they were having sex? i mean, what did it say? 'hey, i really enjoyed sex with you last night'?"

"actually, i think it was more like, "come over to my house tonight. you know we're gonna do it, and it's gonna be FUN."

[on a phone]"sorry about that, honey...whoa, i mean, sorry mom."

today we were having our homeroom 125 christmas party, and i was holding my drink in line. all of a sudden chris, who was standing in front of me, jerks hit elbow back, it hits my diet pepsi, and it flies all over my shirt and the floor. heh. luckily i was wearing a black shirt, and it actually came off really easily. so i was like, 'hey. it's okay, my shirt is stain-repellant!' and he was like, 'really?' har-har.

im finishing up my christmas shopping hopefully tomorrow...i have to get something for my dad and finish up lynnae and miranda. im helping rachel pick out someting for lindsee too, because she has her for the swim team exchange on tuesday and doesnt really know what to get her. our regular exchange + sleepover is also on the same day. as well as a show, and a half day of school, and practice - not in that order or anything. but holy mother.

i want to hate you half as much || as i hate myself