well today was thanksgiving, i liked the eating part of it. i woke up today thinking that today was gonna be a really good leisurely day, then i went out to the living room where my parents were waiting to tell me some more bad news. miss fucking sabbadinni called my house again. (happened recently, like 30 min. ago) fuck i hate that bitch. she is telling my parents that i am basically no good. and my parents are believing it. kinda. they think im good only to force to live their dream. they always tell me that they would love to have had a school like mine when they were my age, to try to trick me into wanting to stay at my gay ass school. the thing is i dont really care what they would have wanted, they should care what is best for me, not what would have been best for them., ya that kinda sounds conceded, but really think aobut it. so now again, the news is im stuck at gay foothill. fuck i hate that place so much. and i hate how my parents get me excited about leaving the shit hole, and then they once again tell me that im styaing, it gets my hopes up way too much i really hate it. but anyway, yesterday was fun. me and andrew, and nathan, went to nick rogers hizouse. it was fun. we drank brandy and coke it was magnificent. then we met up with jon. nick gave him some vodka with srpite it was pretty good, he let me taste some. ya and then we met up with shane and jenna s. and we ate. jon asked for "rancho ranch" chips haha. and nathan got some orange chicken. it was good he let me have some. it was cool. and then we met up with olivia (finally, i was really happy aobut that bc she before told me that we probably couldnt hang out) sarah, emily, jenna w. it was cool then we went to travis's house and hung out there for a while, then we went to nick r's house again and jumped on his world famouse trampoline and andrew broke a spring off it haha itll be fixed soon im sure. and we had lemonade, jenna s and sarah spilled it on me, but sarah spilled more haha. and i went home and went to some crazy resturaunt for ma moms b day and i rote alot so im done. later foos dont forget to tear your certifacate.... sincerely: devin edward tresback. holy shit, i just found out exactly how john bonham died, its quite fucking insane: On September 24, 1980, Bonham went out on a drinking fest. He had always been known as a drinker, but this night would be too much for even him to handle. He had 40 shots of vodka over a four hour period. He got in a cab, and went to Jimmy Page's country home, where one of Zeppelin's roadies layed him to bed. During the night, John Bonham vomitted while unconscious, and choked on his vomit. Bassist John Paul Jones found him the next morning, September 25, in his bed, not breathing. The funeral was held on October 10, and the band officially broke up in December.