It seems everyone knows exactly when I'm grounded, like they have magical "Gabby's Grounded" senses.
Spidey ain't got s**t on d'is.
Thursday? Javi calls to hang out. Emily calls to hang out. Jen calls to hang out.
Today? Javi calls to hang out. Emily calls to hang out. Jen calls to hang out.
It's like the Universe hates me so much that it wants to reject all my friends and have the pain of having the promise of a good time hanging right down in front of my face enticingly.
I'm going to start sneaking out.
Watching Dennis Leary and reading Nora Roberts. Dennis Leary is, by far, one of the most irritating performers I've ever seen. His microphone must be ******** covered in spit when he's done performing. He's like the epitome of angry, fast-talking, red-heads.
He'd be so much cooler if he stopped yelling so loudly.
My dad's holding a party to show off the Halloween decorations he's got up. I'm hiding out in my room.
My two cousins are being cute. Never thought I'd hear--see myself type that. Lucas (the younger one) has the bleeding legs stuck under his shirt so he's got an eight-yr.-old face and twenty-year-old legs.
Okay, Dennis Leary just did a BeeGee's joke. He's been redeemed<boredlove3.
...So bored. SOMEONE PM ME!
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