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Kapow!
07.09.2004 | 3:28 am Things I learned tonight: Everything I already knew. Justin called and awoke me at 1:30-ish. He asked me if I wanted to go see Farenheit 9/11 in Jackson and of course, I said yes. So, the story goes...I got up, got dressed, and waited patiently for him to come pick me up. We drove for what seemed like an eternity and finally made it - almost an hour early. We made use of this exra hour by going to Planet Rock and playing mindless arcade games to win tickets. Fun! We still had tokens, but not so much time, so we vowed to come back to use our last 15+ tokens. We went to the theater and no one else was there. I felt weird during that moment, but later about 8-10 people showed up. The movie was awesome. If it wasn't for the fact that it made me cry and the showing of that baby with its arm inside out, I would rate it a 10. We left and some creepy guy just stood outside with an unlit cigarette in his mouth. He fascinated me. We went back to Planet Rock and played more games, but some lady informed us they were closed, but said we could use our last 2 tokens. Yay! Also, some lady complimented my hair - 1st complimwnt EVAR! He used our tickets to get a whoopie cushion. He let his mom drive home because the rain was being a bitch, so he sat in the backseat and bugged me. Literally, bugged me. We got home and Jay and Jessica were there. They talked. I popped bubble wrap, for I find it amusing. We went back into his room and pardon the cliched phrase, but all hell broke loose. I bitched about finding a picture of another girl he used to like, sitting first in a pile of tons of pictures in his drawer, we argued, I slapped him, in a mean, but not hurtful way and he actually slapped the hell out of me. This pissed me off, so I physically attacked him, until I realized my mouth was bleeding, in which case I ran to the bathroom to see what was wrong with me. Nothing major. It just busted my lip. He apologized and all is well, I suppose. We, being my dad and I, left his house and went to pick Shaunna up and she's over here now. I love her. She kicks some serious boo-tay. My night was a bitch. And George W. Bush isn't as stupid as everyone thinks he is. |
