I hate when I forget what I want to write. I KNOW I had an awesome entry.
I do remember this though.
I was curious. Not to be morbid or anything. But the death of the kid I was talking about in my other entries has had me thinking. This came to me while i was driving.
Have you Ever wondered how you are going to die?
Are you going to die in a car accident? peacefully in your sleep? illness? young? old?
So anyways........ last night i went out to a club in Canada with my friends Anthony and Carl.
Carl and I became pretty intoxicated, and sat at a table with my friend Taryn and her friend Deanna..................... I have a crush on Deanna now...... yikes
So Taryn wanted the shooter girl to come around. and she did....... So she did..... Carl bought the four of us a round of these bitch-ass Shooters. Which I stacked together (the are cheap plastic tubes) and then I stuck it in a beer bottle..... 4 more shooters, the higher our tower thing grew. I wish I had a dollar for every person who pretended like they were going to knock it over...... it was getting pretty high. Some girl even took our picture with it....... with shooters in hand........ (Carl at this point is gone, and just keeps buying shooters.) So needless to say, our shooter tower reached the ceiling, and every person who walked by was impressed with our tower. Except the one slut bitch ass waitress. No one likes her anyways.
So it went to the ceiling.... I have a crush on Deanna........ went home un-sober.
tonight we go out again.
I cant afford this.
I do remember this though.
I was curious. Not to be morbid or anything. But the death of the kid I was talking about in my other entries has had me thinking. This came to me while i was driving.
Have you Ever wondered how you are going to die?
Are you going to die in a car accident? peacefully in your sleep? illness? young? old?
So anyways........ last night i went out to a club in Canada with my friends Anthony and Carl.
Carl and I became pretty intoxicated, and sat at a table with my friend Taryn and her friend Deanna..................... I have a crush on Deanna now...... yikes
So Taryn wanted the shooter girl to come around. and she did....... So she did..... Carl bought the four of us a round of these bitch-ass Shooters. Which I stacked together (the are cheap plastic tubes) and then I stuck it in a beer bottle..... 4 more shooters, the higher our tower thing grew. I wish I had a dollar for every person who pretended like they were going to knock it over...... it was getting pretty high. Some girl even took our picture with it....... with shooters in hand........ (Carl at this point is gone, and just keeps buying shooters.) So needless to say, our shooter tower reached the ceiling, and every person who walked by was impressed with our tower. Except the one slut bitch ass waitress. No one likes her anyways.
So it went to the ceiling.... I have a crush on Deanna........ went home un-sober.
tonight we go out again.
I cant afford this.
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i used to dream about death every night when i was really little (between ages 6-13). I knew (not thought, but KNEW) I was going to die of some horrible accident in december after i turned fourteen. Oddly enough, i was OK with that. umm yeah. Well, obviously i didn't die and so i'm not so sure now....There are some other creepy instances that have to do with this too, but typing sucks ass. im done now.
