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Da choiche, da choiche, da choiche is on fiahhh
Wow, wow, wow! I think that Pitman has exceeded it's amount of excitement in can handle for about a year. Unless you don't live in the area or are just too cool to watch the news, the church caught on fire and burned. Sure, it's sad, but no one was hurt so why not just find it sort of amusing? I don't think that makes me all that much of a bad person. So Alicia and I walked down to try to see but the whole town was just in chaos. You couldn't see a damn thing because of all the smoke. Then I helped her pick out shoes for the Christmas dance, but that is no where near as cool as the fire.
I do absolutely nothing in my life, besides watching the occasional church burning to a crisp, but so far, that's only happened once to me. I had a belated Thanksgiving dinner with my mom, grandma, and brother on Sunday since she worked. I could have killed my mom. She told my grandma all about the egging and now I know that I'll have to listen to her bitch and complain about it. She wants everyone to think that her family is perfect, and even though you have imperfections, you're not supposed to show them. She's gay and needs to stop living in the fifties. Plus, since my grandma now knows this, and now knows that I'm a "criminal", she'll stop treating me to everything that I want. Damn.
In the Shoprite yesterday, I heard someone talking really weird next to me, and I turn around and there is Kim! It was so funny, so I started laughing my ass of and I screamed to my mom, "HEY! THERE'S THE GIRL WHO ASSAULTED ME!!" and Kim went and hid behind her dad, who has a mullet, may I add. It was funny. I mean, of all people to run into, I run into Kimmy. I mean, how great is that? Pretty damn great, I'll tell you.
The Christmas dance is on Friday which is muy fun. I don't even care about the dance, I just like the thought of dressing up and getting my hair did and looking nice. It's a nice change from the norm. Plus the after partay will be very fun. Speaking of parties, I was invited to Sam Fine's but I refuse to go only because that was the party that ruined my life. I mean, can you believe it? That is like one, huge, slap in the face on a very cold day, when you're not even expecting it to come. My friends are all like "Yeah, I want to go to your party, but I have to go to Sam's for half an hour first." My party had started a half an hour before his, and I wasn't going to sit around waiting for these people to come, so I just told them not to show up. Tell me I'm not crazy. I mean, I don't think I am the only person who would be pissed off to hell if put in that situation. Well, whatever. It was a year ago, and I need to forget about it. But forgetting is hard sometimes.
I conclude.
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