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[Mar. 21st, 2004|08:07 pm] |
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hey, julia keeps telling me to write in my journal,thid might be my only entry though. I dont know who is going to read it. So, yesterday I went to Imusicast to see minkus play, this band from my school. There were lots of people I knew from bishop O dowd and a bunch of fucking little kids from montera. I wanted to kick their ass but I dont think I could have focused enough to do so. I went with Julia and we hung out with the stage crew and Tim, this guy she knows, in the sound room. I was must have looked like a fucking idiot. One of the stage crew people threw water from the top of the building and I was laying on the ground, so I got all wet. I was happy to get out of the house but everytime I go some where eith my friends I end up getting fucked up, I feel like I'm using my friend. One day I'm going to fuck up really bad and theyre going to hate me. This is getting long, bye. |
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