Blast from the Past

Jul 12, 2008 21:18

Today is one of two days that happen every year. My brother's annual summer party. I am in no mood to talk about it for I intend to end my day (this year) without complaining about the drunken voices that seem to never shut up; and of course, the awful music along with that irritating  base that seem to give my rage a pulse of its own. I hear ( Read more... )

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mz_conflicted July 16 2008, 05:03:04 UTC
lol jeanne you are no maniac, thought I think it's safe to call me one... who is this friend and boy you like in 7th grade? who is this guy at your brothers party? Am I asking to much questions?

I know you haven't let every bridge burned... look at ours ^_

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xfreak_outx July 17 2008, 16:29:06 UTC
oh jessica, you've misread!

in grade 7, there was some guy who had this obsessed-stalker crush on me. I did NOT like him.

as for the best friends of that guy "i was deeply in love with"... we all know who I am talking about.

Tthis guy at my brother's party.. you don't know him, nobody should lol. I'll tell you on your birthday!

And Of course I burn bridges! The only difference between our bridge and mine with everyone else's is that our bridge leads to a happy, healthy place with unlimited supply of gummy bears.

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mz_conflicted July 17 2008, 20:53:39 UTC
lmao ohhhhhhhhhh i see.
hmmmmm gummy bears... I think I'll buy a bag of those on my b-day ^_

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