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Restless leg, restless leg, restless leg

Aug 11, 2009 - 0 comments
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Restless leg syndrome

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french toast

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cooking

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CSI

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america's next top model

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driver's ed

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rum

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guilt

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cookie

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Richie

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carbonation

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mango

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goldfish

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chelsey

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steve

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confession

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apolygize

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xiomarah

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Easy Button

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clambake

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Smoking

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Beer

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bananas

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empty stoma

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ashley L

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sean O



Taptaptaptaptap. I slept late and sat on my bottom all day. Accreditted, I did make myself french toast for breakfast. I watched CSI and ANTM. I was jolted out of boredem, and reality when I found out it was Tuesday. Driver's ed, dammnit. I finally got another driving hour, though. Granted it's in a long time.

Richie texted me to invite me to a party. To my defense, I was not aware there would be alcohol. To my defense, I never said I could stand up to peer pressure. To my defense, I came clean as soon as I had my head back on straight. First gulp and I thought it was all gonna come back up right there. I mean, eyes watering, unable to talk, stuffing chips down my throat. It was funny. There were a lot of kids there. I didn't have much. I really thought it was all together too unpleasent to do regularly, even if I hadn't felt so guilty. I don't know why it seemed like such a good idea. I guess we are as stupid as we look. Though I sounded a lot guiltier than I looked. This includes me saying repeatedly how I was very dead tomarrow. Very, very dead. With one giant smile on my face, that I just couldn't wipe away. Curiousity overwhelms me, I had to understand all the hype. Carbonated things make me burp, a lot. I'm not used to them, so I feel quite sick after the first couple sips. However I love mango! I also ate some goldfish. I love goldfish, as you know. Chels drove home, pissed off and we pried so many beverages from her hands I thought I was going to have to kill her. I stayed away from people I knew would just deepen the situation.
Unfortunately I couldn't seem to remember the whole counter was covered and dripping alcohol and I leaned against it, like six times. My leaning hand still reaks, I washed it a lot of times. And my shirt was soaked all night because of I just basically climbed into the sink to wash it off. Had to nip that smell in the butt, you know.

I told Steve right when I got home. I couldn't do it for one day, let it go and not tell him. He asked so innocently if we could hang out tomarrow and how my day was, and I was going to tell him anyways but that was just sealing the deal. And he could have been so much more upset. I really think the biggest thing he was relieved about was that it wasn't a guy. I think he isn't mad or anything. Guess I'll really find out tomarrow. He always made it seem so fun. So happymaking. I said I was sorry.

My brother knows cookie's sister. He was at her party last friday. LOL. I asked him not to mention this party to her. I have no clue where she was, but I got the impression from her room that she may be a tattle tale.

Did I mention the baby squirrels. I actually couldn't tell you the story of where they came from, even if I really needed to. But they didn't even have their eyes open yet. Chels and Xiomarah had them.

Oh yeah, and cookie found sean and ashley in his bed. Everyone found that quite funny, but him. He shook me off a table cause I couldn't stop laughing over it. I mean, it happens.

I find the Easy Button really funny. They clambaked the bathroom. Beer smells like bananas. I shouldn't have had an empty stomach. My driving test is Thursday. I remembered why I enjoy having friends.

Jamie: But where has the rum gone?!
Kristina: Well it's all right here, on this counter!

It's not as funny now.

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