i drove back to school for the last time ever. and i should have just moved everything home on saturday and stayed home. i could have come back friday afternoon for the rehersal, spent the night, graduated and then left. cuz there’s no reason for me to be here. whatever.<\/p>\n
went out again with eric this afternoon. i guess it’s just not meant for us to go to the new record store. we drove down there, and there was a big giant dog inside barking at us, and it was locked up with a be right back sign on the door. so we went to the used bookstore around the corner and back to the record store, still not open. it didn’t seem like it had alot of stuff, and not stuff for us anyway so no big deal. although they did have a spin magazine poster of the 90 greatest albums of the 90s on the wall featuring kurt cobain, lauryen hill, i forget who else, and trent. and he looked really nice. so i want it hahah. like i need another poster. headed back home and washed my car. did nothing. ate dinner, and came back to school. i never signed off AOL at home though, so anyone who sent me messages from 3pm until 7:30 i never got them. hahah. my bad.<\/p>\n
i forgot to mention that i bought some books at the thrift store yesterday. i got a nkotb book that i used to have LOL and this book called Class of 89 Seniors…looks like another promising teen book a la merrivale mall. eric found a downward spiral shirt at the other thrift store which also had furry cow car seat covers for 15 bucks. they even looked clean and stuff, but 15$ is still too much for me LOL.<\/p>\n
i packed up most of my kitchen stuff…i dunno if the cookie sheet is mine…and i still have to pack a few other things that are in the dishwasher (since no one did the dishes all weekend)….<\/p>\n
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ok what the fuck. i got an A- in computer art. That’s fucking bullshit.<\/p>\n
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if i don’t wake up tomorrow it’s cuz i gave myself a concussion, hitting my head on the ceiling really fucking hard. like..my head feels flat now, and parts of the ceiling are now on my bed. yeah, it doesn’t feel real well right now. i’m really not joking. i think i should go to the hospital.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"