frankie18

sat night was a blur of lights, dancing, and happy hardcore cds. i partied all night and drank all morning. my body was utterly exhausted. i got about an hour of sleep which probably made things worse. cause when i woke up my head was pounding and my legs burned like i had been on the stairstepper for 5 hours.

so i drove home showered, took about 6 advil, and ate my first meal in about 16 hours. then i drove to school in time to meet my friend paige and we rushed over to hollywood so we could attend the sunday service at the atherian society's temple. that was weird. chanting, recorded audio bits from the grand master, and alot of talk of aliens. it was quite odd. held in a small temple with only 24 people there (i counted) we were totally out of place. after the service we talked with the ceremony leaders about god, satellite #3, reincarnation, and the destruction of earth, it was interesting to say the least.

then we got lost driving to the museum of tolerance. said fuck it and bought a star map instead. we explored the hollywood hills and visited the homes of such marverlous stars as natelie wood, jackie chan, jennifer aniston and brad pitt, britney spears, and the osbournes house. listening to bright eyes the entire time we could not have had a more fun experience. and to add to our utter corniness we spoke in fake english accents and acted like total tourists. it was the best!

after dinning on some great mexican food and stopping at amoeba to buy the new madonna cd we finnaly headed home. i stopped by my moms house that night cause i was just in such a great mood and wasnt dissapointed. my idiotic little bro who had torn the ligament in his ankle a mere four days ago had apperently decided to cut off his cast with an exacto knife. yeah my brothers not to smart. i at least would have used wire cutters.

iv run out of books to read and need some new material. somebody give me a recomondation. i generally read the usual fiction books about fucked up teens. i like to pretend that i can relate.