Good times, good times. But I guess to much summer can't be good for anyone. I'm not really excited for school, but it's not like I don't want to go. Therefore, since officially it's still summer, I'll blog about whatever.
First of all...
Come onnnnnn!!!!! Don't tell me you DON'T KNOW WHO SHE IS!! And if you really don't, YOU'RE SICK! THE BAD WAY SICK! Selene Luna is her name, and only the greatest new entertainer on VH1 besides I love Money, which I bet very big money that Hoopz would win. She's from the Cho Show, which is HILARIOUS and tastefully insulting. I never miss an episode (and there's only been two so they aren't that hard to miss.) If you don't know about it, I highly recommend it. Duuuuuude, she's sooooooo funny.
Oh and before I forget, here's the picture that makes a 23 year old look like a small boy. A hot small boy. Not in the sick way :)
Now, repeat after me:
I, have no talent. Mister Tentacles has alllllll the talent. If I'm lucky, maybe some of his talent may rub off on me.
It's been real hectic today, but it's better than sitting around doing nothing. I have another wonderful date at the Long Beach Vault (venue where most punks shows are held) and I'll be revealing who the entertainment is when I get my ticket(s). Dammmmmmmmmnnnnnn!!!!!! I totally forgot what I was going to write abouttttttttttt ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.........................daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnngggggggg
Joe and I are going to his favorite arcade in Newport Beach with Susan and some people I don't know today around 7. It'll be real fun, since it's all old school games. And then we'll go over to Susan's and play some old school Nintendo. She asked me to stay over and she'd give me a ride to school tomorrow, but I don't think my mom will approve. Since tomorrow's school. It really is no big deal.
I had ham this morning. It STILL tastes nasty and always will. I hope my mom doesn't make me eat meat at school too.
Oh and about trumpet boy, his name's James. We had a long conversation on how we both have a love/hate situation about corn dogs. He's pretty funny, but really super duper shy and it's kinda awkward... well FOR ME it is, since I have to start and keep the conversation going.
And in other news, the bassist at church (Dennis) fckin let someone borrow my bass and they TOOK OFF TO AUSTRALIA WITH IT SO NOW I DON'T HAVE A BASS BECAUSE DENNIS GAVE IT TO HIM BECAUSE "HE THOUGHT" IT WAS HIS SINCE HE CARRIES HIS BASS EVERYWHERE AND THEY PAID HIM GOOD MONEY FOR IT AND HE SPENT IT ON SOMETHING ELSE AND NOW I'M BASS-LESS AND DEPRESSED AND HE SAYS HE'LL PAY ME BACK/BUY ME A NEW ONE BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, MY MOM SAID SHE HATED MY BASS ANYWAY AND IT WAS GOOD THAT HE SOLD IT BECAUSE SOMEHOW I "MISBEHAVED" LAST WEEK AND SHE SAYS IT'S PUNISHMENT AND NOW I HAVE TO SAVE UP FOR A NEW ONE BUT THAT CAN'T HAPPEN BECAUSE I GET ABSOLUTELY $00.00 UNLESS I SAVE UP MY LUNCH MONEY FOR 3 YEARS. HOW EFFIN GAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!! Blehhhhh
I cried about that. Pure tears of ANGER! I'm never speaking to Dennis again. The hoe.
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Dead ducks, dead dogs. Here's a good game even Peta 2 can enjoy.
