So shit's gone down and up.

Life's done the same.

It's been a huge rollercoaster ride, but I'm ready to get off at the next stop.

Oh wait, there isn't a next stop.

Speaking of coasters, I'm gonna fail Physics!

Barnum was great.

I worked at the Spaghetti Supper. Well, more like I took a few tickets, set up, and watched the bands play. It was fun.

MacArthur's security sucks royally. I walked straight into Barnum without paying and not a word was said. Insane.

IHOP was involved at the end of that day. Let's just say it brought the true hispanic out in me.

Lip peircing!

Kickassness ensues.

I'll get a pic sometime.

It's just a simple, silver-chrome ring, nothing fancy.

But oh yes, it owns.

Damn, I've recieved like 8 calls that I couldn't answer because I am out of minutes.

Fucking prepaid. Why won't my dad be like other parents and get me a plan? v.v

But hey, keep leaving messages. I'll get them when I get the money to buy more minutes.

$20, that's all I need.

Bowling+Melisa's house= eh, okay.

It was enjoyable, but i was up at 5:30 that morning

I was friggin tired.

I'm a god at that one game.