This would be my dream log if i had more dreams. But they run scarce these days; at least the ones i know about. Anywho. Parents are gone for two weeks. Dangnabbit. Randy's back, back again. la la laa. get it? the song? he'll be here sometime in the morning today.
so...im too lazy.
marines selling firecrackers
my brother buying mini grenade fireworks.
huge party at my house and a bus full of moshers.
robert pattinson with kirsten stewart??
robert pattinson doing coke???
me getting mad at robert pattinson????
me being a non party-er?
parentals come home, not really upset as they should be.
franky and dan chill.
dan didn't go psycho...but he was wack.
he locked a girl in the trunk of his/my car.
now arguing with parentals that it'll be fine.
parentals say stuff like grudge, prison, etc.
i go upstairs and see he used my bed.
then mom woke me up.
the end.
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