Entry: Dreams do come true... literally. Wednesday, June 30, 2004



Man.. i was in a good mood, and now look.

I told my parents over "dinner" that on the 4th my friends are spending the night at brennas after the fireworks.  so my dad said "i dont think you should go sleep over at brennas after the 4th because u get this notion that u can stay out all night".  i looked confused and my mom said "u did that once before".
yea. so im like "ok, i couldnt go see spider man, i cant even see the fireworks on the 4th cuz im working til 1130, and i can't go with all of my friends to chicago to see greg on the 3rd."
Blah.
Meat Wildstorm: Tell your mom that if you can't go to brennas you're gonna ditch Clarinet Choir :D
ha, like that would work
SeaFoamGreen87: i'm gonna go if they let me or not
SeaFoamGreen87: i'm tired of missing out
Meat Wildstorm: ok ill make sure they know its my fault
Meat Wildstorm: Ill kidnap you
.... my mom just came downstairs. she asked if i was going to clarinet choir and i used the "only if i can go to brennas". "when?"  "4th of july"  "yea i guess, as long as if i like call there u will be there". "yea of course"
*shrugs*
looks like another pointless blog
[hehe]


(As for the title... it has nothing to do with this blog. its just too personal and cute/mushy to put in here ;o)  but I'm a very, very happy girl. This much)

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An incredibly amazing mind at work!!

   2 comments

Bryan
July 1, 2004   12:55 PM PDT
 
(This is Jason's string of thoughts in the middle of a conversation)
fidgetgidgetgeinthirstforpaindisdainstainlamepretentiousassumptionlackofdataleadstolackofclaritydatainconsequentialperenniallineagechronologicaldisorderorderisoverratedmixtapemixupsickeningsicknessmissingtrackspacklecrackmissingpiecepuzzlingpestolenceredundantrepugnantpersonalityexternalcorporealinfluencesentiencetransienceephemeralclaritydeathandhurtwhichwaythatwaythiswayorbothwaysceshirecatconfusesmeconfusionissad...
Bryan
June 30, 2004   06:12 PM PDT
 
I'm suprised your mom still hasn't said anything about us standing on the sidewalk for 15 minutes.... I'm starting to think that my life has turned into dream, and I'm dreaming of you.

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