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| Feb 10th 02-10-03, 12:15 a.m. WOW! i just made a cast...and it was cool...now i'm ready for the reviews n shit. so last night after i updated, emily and david FINALLY got here...sheesh...and we roamed amileslly...we went to shoppette's trying to get the paper from that calendar...you know....the one that says "if you were born before this date: February 8th 1985 then you cannot buy Tobacco Products" but none of the shoppettes had it...so then we drove around...me and emily talked...david looked at prom magazines {remember this, kay?}...swung by the lemon lot...and looked at cars...nothin good. THEN...as we were leaving, emily and i were discussing stick-shift, and how she is all hardcore and can drive it...and she asked if i wanted to try it, so of course i did. mind you, its about 1:15 or something, and i'm NOT YET 18, and was therefore out past curfew. so we pull over and switch drivers, and as i'm gettin all situated (i'm 5'8 and Emily is like 5'2) and MP car pulls up right next to us. i kinda look at him, and then i roll the window down. he does the same. he leans over and asks "is everything alright?" and i turn on "the smile" {read: smile and hope he doesn't ask to see my id} and say "oh! we were just switchin drivers!" and emily and i laugh...david is silent in the backseat. and he laughs with us and says "alright, i saw ya'll pull over, and thought i'd turn around and come back here to check on you" and we're all "nah...we're fine...thank you!" and he drives away. then david starts gasping and he tells us about how when the MP car pulled up he threw the Prom magazine in the floorboard and thought to himself "I'll never look at it AGAIN!" he's a bit dramatic every now and then. and then i drove myself home...and kick ass at it, cuz its a stick, and i kick ass...duh. and that was the end...came home...went to bed...woke up....did nothing...prayed for the snow to stop...and it didn't. so i don't have school tomorrow. le sigh. i'm not going to school after May 23rd, so if they push graduation back...they can just forget about me attending...w0rd. |
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