these past two days have seriously been golden.
seriousllllllly.
friday!
um, geometry, i beaaasted on that review. nard, we read one flew over the cuckoos nest, and i also got to beast again, on a vocab quiz. spanish, we watched the movie, and free, i uh, sat around and laughlaughlaughed. i/s, photochopp. i really like macs, a lot. ahem ahem, in need of laptop. uhhh, history, we uh, went over ammendments. and double bio! i beast again (duh) and then we play this dinosaur game, which was really quaint, and cute. dr.nina goes over the bio olympiad with me, and she's impressed because i do better than APbio students. i leave with more bio homework and review than ever. but i'm not complaining! teehee.
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bus! katie and steven come on the bus, since we're going to the mall. and i get home, drop my stuff, change my shoes (haha) and we're off! we meet rob, with his uh, whitening strips, haha. and we bus, then lightrail and make it just in time!
we watch cloverfield.
SHIT. IS. INTENSE.
haha, it was a pretty okay movie, actually.
besides the shitty camera quality, but i would suppose that you should understand its meant to be that way.
anyway. yeah. shit had us on the edge, haha. lol sitting next to rob, and katie. mad intense!
blahblah movie over, i eat taco bell like i do every fucking time.
i think the people there know me by now.
#9, crunchwrap, and the taco. soft taco, please. mountain dew. no, not the red one! just mountain dew. 5.36$? okay, sure. yeah. thanks!
and i leave and i go, and i eat. and goddamn, i get to the table, and NONE of them have a drink.
so its like, everyone hops on my shit, and i'm like, 'goddamn, i don't need mono again!' and chris and steven crack jokes
HAR HAR NOT FUNNY BITCHES
WHEN YOURE IN AN AMBULANCE DYING GETTING YOUR ASSED RUSHED TO E.R., IM JUST GOING TO LAUGH AND SAY HAHA I TOLD YOU SO
because i seriously did, but i drink anyway.
uhhhh we migrate. and shop for katie. and then david leaves, and katie leaves and dylan arrives, andddd wooooo
i get icecream {:
the guy even managed to uh, give me extra mix-in because i'm fucking cute
i swear to fucking christ.
walk walk walk
and we end up at the food court, again
and i'm the only girl left
oh man
lol dishing dating advice to these guys is ridiculous because rob's sitting next to me setting shit on fire, throwing it into a cup
and like, lol because chris greco
oh man
just. lol
so blahblah they leave and me dylan rob are left
and move to the pier
and like, set more shit on fire.
annnnnd i take a bunch of paper and stuff it in the cup
and then set one paper on fire and put it in the cup and the whole thing goes up in flames
because apparently i'm the only one that can start a fire
haha
so then we take this hat i found
(yes! i found a hat! and i wanted it /:)
and we set THAT on fire
and THAT, that was cool haha
and after theres nothing left to burn, because we've basically burned everything in my bag, we sit and talk
about sex
duh
haha
which leads me to, uh, sidetrackkkkk
it astounds me, how much of a whore people think i am
being the only girl with a bunch of guys, and they think i'm hooking up with ridiculous amounts of people
geeeesh, i swear i totally am not a whore.
right sooo
at 10:15 we're out we leave and i'm home by uh, 10:42 and i'm complaining to my mom about how ms.castanon sucks
and then rahrah i'm sleeping in bed.
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today, i wake up and rah rah rah i get to sleep in late
and leave late to get a haircut but get there right on time
anddddddd i get a haircut
like in the summer. i look no different at all.
besides the whole thing about having some kind of bang. because i'm uh, cute. right. so the conversation goes like this. in tagalog, of course.
"shes cute, amy, bangs, right? she should get bangs, its cute."
"yeahhyeah go ahead"
and i'm not stupid because although i may not speak it, i can understand
and by the time i protest the hair is gone and i have bangs
sighhhh
but it looks fine! i'm used to it now.
rahrah eat with momma
i get to have salmon and maki
yummmm haha
(man, i'm losing all writing ability i've ever had. this blog is shit, and i know it. i think i'm just going to never blog again, ever.)
and then uh, i get to shop
and upon shopping, i even get 'in defense of the genre' by say anything, which i really fucking adore
because its good as fucking hellllll
<3 say anything
right then uh we go to oldnavy and i shop more and then we go to footlocker and my momma offers to order me dunks and i'm all wooooo today is good as fuckkk wooo
and i talk to the guy, and i get like, 30$ off, wooooooo
haha i only talk to people for fucking shoes.
goddamn i should like, work on that
sooooooo
wooooo
these 2 days have been good
woooo