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Tuesday, December 23, 2008 ‚ô•
hanging out

So I hung out with Elizabeth today. She called me yesterday and thought that we should chill since its been long. I had to return her hoodie that I borrowed like 50 billion years ago anyway so I thought why not. So I walked over to her place and was warmly greeted by Cookie. I think I was going through some sort of midlife crisis or something like that because all of a sudden, I thought that Cookie was a 'he'. Hm, weird. Ok so then I french braided Elizabeth's hair like 20 times while she updated me about her "love life" with u know who. Yeah then we watched the Grudge. We pretty much laughed at the scary parts because they were so pathetic it wasn't even scary. Well...some parts were. Like the part where the woman had no jaw. Ew. But then it got boring-ish so I decided that I was gonna play the piano and Elizabeth was gonna sing. Oh wow, so much like what I did on Thanksgiving night. Anyhoots, she sang, I played, her grandma+mom were enjoying it. I was pleased...and that's a good thing considering I've been kinda sulky lately. So her mom gave me a ride home and here I am, at 11:30 doing my last minute packing. My suitcase is SOOO @#$%^& small, it's not gonna fit all my "necessities".
I WILL SEE EVERYONE AFTER I GET BACK!
ciao

@ 10:19 PM

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