In Mass. right now. In festival we got gold, which is second place. Our dynamics sucked.
Not much to write about, really. Last night I got about one and a half hours of sleep. My eyes weren't tired, but I ran out of fuel fast. I'm pooped. I nearly finished my LA project, which I had to turn in today (no exuses) but things came up and I didn't have time to print it. Damn. So that's an F. Great.
Today was okay. We went swimming, talked about conspiracies (?), showered, and then waited at Friendly's for two hours for the whole meal. It took twenty minutes for them just to get our beverages. Shelby was about to knaw off Erin's arm by the time her food came.
Then we kind of wandered everywhere.....
And now they're telling me that we're going to wake up around six. Peachy. Gonna love that. I'm tired, but Shelbs and Val are watching Rent on my bed and I don't feel like kicking them out.
Oh. Harassing 7th grade emo Cameron, too. But he started it. >=P
I'm not going to just stand and do nothing while he's weaving all these tales in txt tlk and telling me I need to get serious help. Really, what the hell did I do to him?
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