daaaaa bears
hakuna matatta.
i can do it.
so last night we went to the gethsemane show. it was a hoot...sierra promised me id pee my pants and low and be hold i glance down at the crotch area and there lies a puddle of...wettness..? that lead up to a joyous yet rowdy ride home. well that was before dashboard and tiredness. then i get home and the phone rings and my mom starts freakin out because it was from my brother and i guess he broke his arm. he JUST left yesterday morning to go up to kenosha, WI to snowboard with my cousin and he already broke his arm. what a freakin douche.
iiiiiiiiits leightons birthday and he is the big 1-8. what a sloot. im exactly one week older. i rock and he ROLLS. literally.