well its 11:39. i've been home since like 10:50? my parents were being assholes. well we lost at the game, of course. we always lose. oh well we got there like 35 minutes late, and we left at half time. it was hot, megan and carie thought so anyways, i was fine, and i was the one wearing pants, they were wearing shorts. but yeah

then we went to wendys, and decided to go to the movies. we saw Freddy VS. Jason.. lame if you ask me. the soundtrack was sweet, and the only part i liked was when freddy and jason fought each other. i really dont like scary movies. sometimes they scare me, if i have a nightmare tonight about  freddy, i'm gonna be so mad, because the movie wasn't really scary.

then when i got out of the movie, my mom had called my cell 21 times. 21 TIMES! geez. and then we went driving around bored. we sat in the big bear parking lot for awhile, and these two guys thought they were cool, but they weren't which resulted in my yelling faggot. hmmm

then we decided to go to carie's. i  called and asked, and i had to come home. on the way home, we were behind a slug bug and the retarded passenger had their foot out the window, which resulted in another shouting of "Faggot". they pretended like they didn't hear me. but i know they did.

all night joe and megan were cracking on carie. especially cuz she said Fat Joe died. and joe wouldn't let her live it down. it was funny as hell.

by the way if i have offended anyone by using the word "faggot" i am truly sorry.

well i think im gonna go for now. i might actually go to bed cuz i have to get back on my regular schedule since school will be starting in like 2 weeks.

and it feels like, i'm at an all time low, slightly bruised and broken, from our head on collision