|Current mood:|| irate|
|Current music:||In This Diary\\Ataris|
well, i guess i better update this shit again. Uh, lets see. i got ranch dressing in my hair, i got hit on by a "gangsta" that wanted to sleep with me, i cut, and i talked to this kiddy-o named Ryan from Rhode Island. He's pretty rad. <3<3. so anyways, back to more detail. I was in my lunch break, laughing like a fucking maniac. Then i fall backwards and my head lands in salad dressing. I"m smooth. Then the "gangsta thing" uh. this dude pulls up 'hey babbbbyyy. how bout you get into my shit and i give you a ride to my crib where we can make sweet love?" fucker. and yeah, ryans pretty cool. 9 peircings =) wee. i had tomato soup at hand tonight. my god vegi meal. wee.