YOU CAN'T RAPE THE WILLING.

Listening to: the starting line..?
Feeling: better
GUESS WHAT. you all suck. my birthday was pretty much the shit. I had a little party thing on friday for friend(s) and/or family. and on saturday, my two cousins and my friend matt gave me a surprise party cause they're the fucking shit. I WAS SURPRISED! [hence surprise party] then on sunday I had volunteer work crap to do [kind of a long story that I don't wanna get into:p] but I got to tell off these dumb white girls who weren't doing anything of what they were supposed to do! plus! they were being fuckin pussies and makin fun of a friend of mine behind her back. so I was like, the star of the day. today sucked monkey's balls. I had a really bad day. then I played like a fucking pansy in the soccer game. then I found out one of my best friends might be moving. so yeah. we got our class rings. mine's da bomb. homecoming games/bonfire = friday. homecoming = saturday. I have a dress, don't have a date. I don't really want a date. I just want someone to pay for my ticket. come onn, WHO WANTS TO PAY FUCKIN EIGHT BUCKS TO DRESS UP AND GO TO A DUMB SCHOOL DANCE?? not meeee. but alas, it seems nobody loves me. I had a date, sort of, but then he was like I'm not paying for your ticket! so I was like hah eff you then! and that was the end of that=D but yeah. that's pretty much all I got to say. I'M OUT. PEACE.
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I'd give you eight bucks but it'd be Canadian...And it'd be a five with a loonie and a toonie. And if you give them to whoever sells the tickets, they'll just be like "There's no such thing as a two dollar coin." But then you can be all like "There is in Canada, bitch!"