BurnnBabyyBurnn.
^^^ That's what my eyes are doing.
I went to Brewers last night. Bruers?Bruars?Brewars? You know.
I was wearing these fresh ass, burgendy, suede Vans that I had just gotten ( two thumbs up for employee discount) hours before. When I got home, I spent an hour getting charcoal and ash off the soles. Oi. Okay, let's start from the beginning.
So I woke up next to my mama, cute I know, at 8 am. I took two hours to get ready because I often spend only two minutes and felt as if I deserved a little primp time. Then we went to Shari's where I got a breakfast panini in which the lettuce should most definitely be replaced by spinach. Oh and before Shari's I went to the bank to deposit my check and be slapped in the face by my pitiful balance. Gas prices... how I hate you.
After Shari's my mother and I went to the Tacoma mall where I was to show her what types of things I like to wear because she is deathly terrified of shopping for me as I am "peculiar". We know.
After spending more than an hour in a shockingly enormous and unorganized Forever 21 I came out with some dope little numbers that I, despite having already picked it out and tried it on, have to wait until Christmas to wear. I also took my mother into Vans and forced her to buy my little brother some fly ass clothes (two thumbs up for employee discount) that if he refuses to wear so help my god I will post the picture I took of him sleeping with his mouth open in the car today on Facebook.
After the mall I went to Josh's house and we watched Get Him to the Greek which was extremely enjoyable until we had to stop it ten minutes before the end because we had twenty minutes to pick up my mom and get to Gig Harbor. Oops.
Dinner was interesting to say the least. Loud. Josh wasn't harassed too intensely though and I got some very sweet gifts from my surrogate family.
On the drive home my mom went crazy and had a little bi-polar mommy moment. Awkward.
I got what I wanted anyways and went to a bonfire with Josh at Brewers. Bruers?Bruars?Brewars? You know.
My mother had made it VERY clear that I was to be home by midnight, so when Nolan and Travis got stuck in, not mud, but straight, 3 feet deep water and could not get me back down to my car, I was stressin. Everything worked out in the end though and I was home at 11:45. I'm such a good wittle girl.
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