Hm... stare
Nothing to report really. My life is moving at it's usual, boring pace. I start dance camp tommorow, but I'm so tired I'm scared I might not survive. Every day this week 'till Friday, from 10:00Am to 5:00PM, so I probably won't be on much.
Oh. I got chased by some kids over the weekened and it was kind of scary. I was at my friend's house, and we decided to go on a walk. We were going to this cul-da-sac (sp?) but halfway there, we ran into this huge group of black kids. (Let's get one thing straight, I'm anything but racist... I have ~severeal~ friend's that are black. So this made no sense to me at all...) Suddenly my friend pulls at me to leave, saying, "that's Justin! Let's go!" (Apparently one of the guys that was there, Justin, picked on her a lot.) I didn't want to make her uncomfortable, especially if she was scared of getting bullied by this guy, so I said all right and we started to leave. But then they started chasing us! Screaming and cussing and all that. It was really scary. I'm not sure if they just didn't want us around because we were white. I don't know... one of them was really cute, too. ninja
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"...cigarettes, ramen, and a little bag of dope...
I am the son of a b***h and Edger Allen Poe."
-Green Day
"...cigarettes, ramen, and a little bag of dope...
I am the son of a b***h and Edger Allen Poe."
-Green Day