[ mood | pensive ]
[ music | Darkest Hour - Seven Day Lie ]

Way to go. I accidentally pressed something, so this window closed. Now I need to start my entry all over again.
Last night I slept over at Jenny's house. That was cool. We watched the whole 1st season of Queer as Folk. That's a pretty cool show. Aww gay guys are so adorable. We also went bowling. Yep, we could only afford one game (FUCK YOU, MONTCLARE LANES. So we killed half of an hour. As we were getting our bowling shoes, these "ghetto" characters were also getting their shoes. This one girl was spazzing about giving the guy one of her shoes in exchange for a pair of bowling shoes. She was like, "WHAT?! I have to give them my shoe?! If this shoe gets damaged I'mma whoop someone's ass" something to that extent. And they were your average tan work boots. If they were some fuckin' $600 Dolce & Gabana strappy heels, then maybe I could see her making a big deal. But then again, who would wear those to a bowling alley? Of course, we got stuck next to them. Oh and I recognized the girl, too. She went to my grade school. I swear just about everyone that came outta that school is trash with no future. I really don't mean to be judgmental and stereotypical, but I need to be realistic. I mean all they think about is getting the most number of "kicks" and making sure their shoes match the inseams of their pants, which must also match the color of their shirt. Oh and don't forget their hats, sunglasses, and whatever miscellaneous accessories they have. I don't know why I'm ranting about this, maybe just to show that I'm lucky that I do have a future in front of me, unlike most of the people I grew up with.
After the pointless game of bowling, we ventured to Hollywood video. We saw Tina was crying. She was stressed about, especially since her boyfriend broke up with her. And may I add, broke up with her through Marta. I think over the phone may have been somewhat better. What a pussy. Speaking of pussy, I've always thought he was gay. So maybe that's why. I tried to explain to Tina that it wasn't her fault that he preferred burritos to tacos. Geezz. After 12, we left Hollywood. To our surprise, Tina's car had died. She only lives 2 blocks away from Hollywood, but we had to push it across Harlem. Some jagoff almost hit us, too. Then we went back to Jenny and Tina's house. Watched more Queer as Folk. Then we fell asleep. Me and Jenny didn't wake up til 1 in the afternoon. Then my stepdad picked me up around 5. Now I'm home waiting for dinner. Mmmm food. I really don't want to go to school tomorrow. I have to rewrite a paper and turn it in on Friday. Damn busy work.
I think this post has been long enough, so I think I'll end it. "Good idea, Megan."
Tootles.
HONKEYYYYY!

*I'm going to start posting certain things off of my livejournal if they're not "scandalous". *