die matthew

date: july 4, 2000
time: 11:26 p.m.
talking to: sarama on the phone, nevie
feeling: pissy AND giggly
wearing: old navy shorts and a my green and white dragon shirt.

yeah, like, happy fourth of july or something. :D i'm being driving freakin' nuts by everyone at my house. pms could have something to do with it? i think so.

i have BRIGHT PURPLE TINKY WINKY HAIR!! (*%&@(#*%&# it's so cute lolol i LOVE it. the pink didn't take after i bleached it, so i did purple instead.

i went and saw no doubt last night...:D it was a LOT of fun, and i got tons of great pictures when gwen was standing on the amp next to me...at first, it was horrid, cause i was in the pit and i couldn't breathe at all and felt like my ribs were caving in, so i left. no sense to deal with that. let our cutesy-wootsy friend know and he said okay, he'd find us, and we left. we went to the side, which was way better, and discussed how we should make tee shirts that say, "i want to do gwen stefani". lol. anyways, getting to the point - we threw some bracelets on stage, like, two raver ones and one of my jelly ones, and she picked them up and put them on! *giggles* and was like "OMG! thanks for these cool bracelets!" :D so i'm happy.

HA! it was so funny, people were like "so like, is your hair real?" and i'm like, "uhhh...no, like, i woke up and it was like, purple!" :D it was funny. all valley-girl like. and then there were these girls who had their hair all braided like in the "ex-girlfriend" video, and we went up and we're like, "so, like, are you an ex-girlfriend?" :D hahahah. we're funny. :D

my body aches so terribly much right now, i cannot stand it. and my brother, on the way home...for some reason, he wouldn't put the seat back so i could get in, so i was yelling at him and he drove off. to leave me there, probably. IN FREAKIN PONTIAC @(*%&#(@*%&@# !!! that is a good hour from our house. so i'm like, "whatever", and waited, cause i knew he'd come back. YEAH. well, he STILL won't put the seat down. so a COP comes over, cause i'm screaming bloody fucking murder and crying, and starts yelling at me to shut up. i'm like "WELL JESUS CHRIST I COULD IF HE'D PUT THE FUCKING SEAT DOWN!!!!!!" and the cop was trying to intimidate me? HA! he's a rent a cop, i'm so sure. and he went to grab me and i'm like, "YOU TOUCH ME AND I WILL FUCKING KICK YOU IN THE NUTS." :X anyways, matt finally put the seat down and we left. i cried the entire way home because he was calling me names and making fun of my friend's brother for horrible things, like cutting himself, and telling the kid he was worthless...he should burn in the fiery pits of hell, and i don't even believe in hell.

so basically it was great, except for the constant wishes of death i had on my brother. *shrugs* nothing out of the ordinary.

anyways, i'm on the phone with sarama, so i am going to go...*waves* bye bye.

OH!! *scream* THANK YOU NEVIE! for the postie *mwahmwah* :D love you.

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