my mom is being a major bitch. i hate it. ok. friday: stuck in traffic driving in rob's sister laura's car with rachel. it was fun. we listened to music and sang along and just, she's such an awesome person. then she gave me a ride to the theater where i met marissa and we saw charlie and the chocolate factory. mmhm. i didn't like it that much. i came home and uhh...i don't remember. saturday: saw charlie + the chocolate factory again with amanda and tara because i promised i would. i liked it this time. (FUCK MY FINGER HURTS) then i went to isaac's and chilled with the boys. it was ok. then i went home to get ready to go to stewart's party. tara's mom picked me up and we almost hit this other lady's car. i knew tara and marissa had an awful time but i was wonderful. they're too dependent on their boyfriends i think. anyway, there's this guy evan, he's really cute. he sent me a message on myspace after i requested for him to be my friend. aw. it was so cool chilling on the trampoline with the guys, even if jacob was there. i had a lot of fun, i love hanging out with guys because they're so laidback. then we left around 12 and sorta pulled a prank on the guys. we "left" but my mom wasn't there yet so we went through the side and were eavesdropping, they were talking about how slutty this one girl was, and then we heard my mom pull up so marissa threw a brick or something and we ran. it was great because i heard one of them go like "oh shit!" yeah. i also sprained my index finger on the trampoline when i was raping stewart. it's purple and swollen and hurts like a motherfucker. today was the concert. i was late to rehearsal, traffic+food. i really did a shitty job but all these random people came up to me telling me how good i was. i was like..umm...sure! One lady, who also plays the clarinet and never practices, even said she wanted to go home and practice so she could sound like me. Jocelyn is so supportive of me. She even gave me a present and a card. I gave Jeffrey Barker a hug because he was my favorite mentor and he was just the coolest. Shane West was like looking at me, probably because i did a shitty job. Sooooo. I can't type with the right fingers because of my finger. And it was really hard to play earlier. Which I think made it worse. yay for fake sympathy!