fk im sick as. im coughing, my nose is running, my joints hurt, my eyes are dry, i feel weak *swoons* i think i will interperse this post with sound effects of my illness as they *sniffle sniffle* happen. hehe... hope y'all get infected.
what do u call an inverted snort? im serious *sniffle sniffle* i want to noe. it's louder than a sniffle. more harsh n painful sounding... hrm.. too mcuh info?? SNURKLE?? sounds abt right.
*cough cough* *sniffle* *sigh* went out fri nite afta wrk, to heat again with jean *cough cough sniffle sniffle SNORK* yola n kwun n nelly coz jean's fren was the dj? or fren of her fren... anyway. im afraid it wasnt very good, more of the *doof DOOF DOOFDOOFDOOF!!* type that u need medication to help get u in the mood. n im not tokking viagra. *snuffles* *sniff* *SNIFF!* so me, jean and the boys went to mustang instead. man, last time i was at mustang it was with caz and um, some guys from the deen.. but it was awesum! however that could be cos i was also extremely pissed. newayz mustang full of derros. then we all went home.. tho.. jean got a rose from vinceeent heheheh... hmm, who got it from a random guy outside mustang... o_O oh yeah!!
the nite afta was RAVE'S 21ST bday partaaay! rave's bday, however, was in january. hehehe but like i always say, better later than never eh? n she looked haawt! not that shes doesnt alwayz look beautiful but its hard to get excited abt cargo pants or boardies n a tshirt. but that nite she had on a skirt!! OMGWTF?! was my reaction. hehe good stuff. i wished i bought my camera. got a tad tipsy on champers! woohoo! but dint want to make a complete fool of myself in front of rave's parents, or the high skool ppl or rave's med frens... so i diluted it with punch.. wooo hooo!! naw, it was a gud party. bet shes glad its over tho ahahahha. the lil stresspot. i think sash calculated it as 7 or 8 years we've all known each other. thats a bloody long time eh!
hehehe my dad's laughing at the tv ad with the 4WD pulling abt 5 trailers behind it.. ^_^
then off to methoes with my cuzes .. cousins. by that time the champers induced high was gone n i was fkn tired coz i'd had abt 2 hrs zzzz. it was shit. the music was incredibly terrible. had abt 5 drinks in the first hr n thot id slow down coz i dint wna yack. but come 4am i was still sober, pissed off n yawning. discovered a new drink tho!! alysse's fren ricky got it for me its called the red devil: half bacardi 151, half cointreau, n grenadine. pretty pretty i like i like! does shit all but soo pretty. n there was another red shot that was half tequila, half.. something else, grenadine n a dash of milk. looked like a tiny lava lamp n was also awesum. sigh. but waste of my time n money.. tho, wouldntve missed it for the world. i wouldnt be able to face myself in the morning if i didnt go, the not noeing what could happen is annoying.
OMG! OMG!! this is for all the islanders. gess who i saw?! i'll do a gnat n give clues, 'a girl we all hate' n 'her name rhymes with cock' i guess im not so discreet eh. the lil toerag was with a boy but i was too disgusted to rmb to hav a look n see if it really was teh 'boy who cried alot'. n when she saw me looking she gave me this look n kinda draped herslef all over said boy. wasted again i see. i was expecting her to wear something equally cringe worthy (last i saw her she was in a, wait for it, tacky lil denim cowboy outfit O.0 yeehaw bitch) but it was nothing special. sigh.
anyhoo. wat goes around comes around n now im being punished for my bad thoughts. (no offense cock, ive got nothing against u, its jsut an awful habit). result being, waking up this morning sick as.
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Whaat? You hate cock?
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Ohhh, you mean something else. Right.
Hehe. Sorry, couldn't resist.
Hehe I have a feeling the new nick will stick. My bad thoughts would not be just out of habit if she had called me what she called you. It would be out of a burning desire to scratch her eyes out.
No no kimmye... vincent got the rose for himself off the random guy i would like to know how though. hm... but yeah it was a shit night even mustang is shit sober. damn shouldve been deen or something.
trust me guys i was the epitome of goodness, it was damn hard restraining myself but my mantra helped me overcome my camel-like urges 'kimmye! kimmye i mean it, do not, i repeat, do NOT SPIT ON HER!!'
hehe jean. u know it n i know u noe it, he got the rose for you. *coos* aint it kuUUUute?
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