Music: Amy Winehouse - Rehab

Mood:  (HAPPY!)

               HOLY FUCKIN' FRUIT LOOPS!  We won FIRST bitches.  First at our band competition.  Not only that, but we got superior.  In bandie language?  We got the top of the top.  We worked hard and we deserved it.  The secound time in TWENTY YEARS.

           Anyways, I'm happy.  The band trip was fun as hell.  The trip down there I was absolutely dead from the neck up asleep.  I slept the entire way there, and didn't hardly eat because I was refuseing to eat fast food.  I can't eat that shit when my stomach has been asleep for 9 hours.  We got there and swam.  I ran head first and took a barreling dive in.  Swimming is fun, but there's only so much you can do, so we went back up to the room.  Me, Kasey, Nonni, and Ginny roomed together.  Our rooms were connected to Ashlyn's room with four other girls in it.  So we spent most of the night in the same room.  Blah blah, we had our competition, I sweated almost through my uniform in 94 degree weather, blah blah, I have scars on my hips from my damn lame assed quad carrier.  We went to universal studios, Island of Adventures, then we came home.  I bought up a bunch of shit and pretty much cleaned out any and every place of anything remotely Hello Kitty. :)

              So I'm home.

         My birthday is in less than a month.  For my birthday my car will be fixed, and I'll be a drivein' fool once again.  No more bumming rides from Rumfelt, Nonni, Dexie, or Brandon. Speaking of, Poor Brandon.  I LOVE YOU, HOMIE.  You brought me Pizza, and drinks, and more pizza, and food, and I love you majorly for it.  Accept David stole half of it and I had to beat Thomas half to death to try to get him off the other slices. 

           I don't even know right now if I'm going to graduate.  Who in fuck knows, who in fuck cares, blah blah, yeah yeah.  I'm sick of getting shit on constantly about my grades and how I "Just don't seem to care too much".  YES, I care.  I just don't want to do anything.  Oh yeah, did I mention that:

I'M OFF PROBATION?!

Yeah, well I am.  Haha.  It kicks some major ass. 

     My sister opened up a Tanning bed place.  It makes me happy because I've been laying in the tanning bed for free.  Yayness.

Tam8poNPop8siclE: So.  Yeah.  Ass sex.  What of it?
Pirwzwhomper: depends on the ass, really
Tam8poNPop8siclE: ....So.  No gross fat chick anal sex.
Pirwzwhomper: doesn't depend on weight really
Tam8poNPop8siclE: I was getting ready to say, too bad for me then. XD

         My friend!  I wish he would strike his blog back up or start calling me again. *cough HACK*fucker*HACKKKK*.

          Apparently everyone is convinced that I'm some nasty knob slobbing whore for always being around dudes at school.  Cool, just what I always wanted.  Rumors spread at my expense.  Well, to all you cock swallowing bitches:

SUCK MY LEFT LIP.

         My FRIENDS and I are none of your damn business, Nick and Brandon are always around me because that's what best friends are like, not being we're dateing.  I don't understand the people at my school.  I get at least six girls or guys a day asking me if I'm going out with either Brandon or Nick.  I'm not.  Shut up.  I'm dateing Rumfelt.  Ask him.

          So, apparently Matt is a cool guy and he's cool to talk to.  I thought I would hate him but he's in my Techmath class and we get along pretty good.  I like it when people suprise me by not being cum guzzlers.

     SUMMER WON PROM QUEEN.  I love Summer, and the fact that a cool chick won prom queen.  I was there, decked out in a strapless green dress, no piercings, hair done, and no extreme makeup.  It kind of pissed me off though because people kept going "OH MY GOD, you like, actually, like, LOOK PRETTY! LIKE OMGGGGGG!!!" like the rest of the time I was disgusting.  Even Hopson said that I looked very pretty, that he respected how I dress, but I was much more pretty without all of those picercings and all that garbage.  It kind of hurt my feelings. So I got anti-social and pissed off, which sparked the fire for me to almost get in, count them, TWO fights in one hour.  One with a snotty little bitch who has had it comeing for I don't know how long and yes this bitch knows just who she is, and another jock asshole who won't let my friends have a good prom because he's closed minded (way damn too conserned about gay people for it to be normal) prick.  Both I was to the point of almost strangleing.  OF CORSE Brandon didn't come, who was going to be my date.  Rumfelt couldn't come either, who I wanted to go with me first but he got denied.  Then Brandon decited that he didn't want to go and spend all that money so I just said fuck it and went with my homies and myself.

         Tattoos you ask?  Why yes, I will be getting a tattoo for my birthday, how nice of you to ask.

                        FUCKINGBITCH;sjf;aslkdjflaksjf;sdfasdf

   My back hurts, I'm failing my classes, but the good news is that Mr. Becher with the comb over gave me two ring pops because I'm not mentaly retarded and got some of his riddles while the rest of my Tech Math class sat there and drooled like sheep dogs.  :)

          Paul got a girlfriend and completely forgot about me.  He hasn't called me or hung out with me in forever.  It kinda sucks because he's my buddy, but that's the bad thing about having alot of guy friends.  Girls will still hang out with you, guys just completely ignore you because they're girlfriends will get mad that your hanging out with them.  It's pretty gay, but I understand, I've been in a relationship once where I ignored all my friends and just hung out with him so I have no reason to really talk. 

          I've been watching alot of Kurt Cobain videos.  Oh jesus, the flame I have for that man is crazy. 

         I'm also going to Rape Amber for 1. Bringing me Hello Kitty stuff 2. Wearing a Danzig shirt.

    I'm out.  The internet is gay now. :)

XOXO

-P