"WOULDN'T IT BE FUNNY IF HE REALLY WAS DEAD?"

CHOICE SONG: Acid Rain by Verloren. Whilst on the Myspace thinger, I found this band Verloren, which plays amateur metal. For being so young(an average of 18, one of them 17), they're pretty kickin. Their site is also very nice and user friendly. The guitar just makes me happy inside it's so wailing and pretty. The vocals could use some help...but hey, they're young. Right, so yeah, they're not that good, but I think they could be someday.

OMFG. Yesterday was so sucktacular. It began with awaking at 7a.m. and showering. I get out of the shower at 7:30 and just about freeze to death. I immediately sought the comfort of my bed for the next half hour, and get dressed under my 5 or so blankets. Dry hair. Go to Cum and Go to get gas and coffee. The gas pumps on my usual side have cars at them so I have to back up to the pump(my backing up skills are world renouned for their badness)and thankfully had no accidents. My coffee on the floor of my car is untoppled. Filled the gas and then went to school. The turn into the parking lot toppled the coffee onto my rug and so now my car smells like coffee. Yum. Go to school (cum & go coffee sucks so hardcore).

After school Cassie and I go to Cindy's Classic Cuts to get my hair de-suckyfied. Yeah, 4 hours later, my hair is just...well. In any case she says I should come back and have her redo it, I concur. We went to Cassie's abode to eat and romped with some small rather agressive boy children. We were going to go to the game, but it was cold and Cassie was tired. I then went home to find that I had missed a call from Phu. This saddened me greatly.

I then went over to Cole's and watched he and Trevor play star wars for like 2 hours until Nichole called and told us to go to her house (where there were no parents or brother to annoy w/our big mouths). We went. The events that followed are too weird to describe, so I shall not. At about 2am, Cole took us back to his house where Trevor was staying the night and my car was parked. Cole and Trevor go inside and I stumble to my car. Lo' and behold, my keys are missing:( I then tapped on some windows and the door of Cole's house, but nobody answered, so I was like, "fuck it" and walked home(all 4 blocks:o!!!). After calling them all and finding they had no idea where my keys were, I was deeply concerned. I am still deeply concerned and plan to ransack thier houses/yards till I find my damed keys. Gaaaaaaahhhhadhfgioajgiohs. Pronounce that.

Anyz, today has been okay so far except for the 9-3 at Hyvee. My arm hurts for some reason I'm not quite aware of, but I blame it on Trevor. I hate you. Die. On that note, I'm done.