ive decided. that every freaking time i write in this bish. itz going to be a memory. of. something. what? well. you'll find out. but thatz b'cuz i have nothing really to say about my life right now. i mean. itz ghetto. so shut the hell up.

some time. last april. [over a yr ago] i went to someone i now despisez house to hang out with a couple people i [then] thought would be ridicously lame, [yet] i still went to see these people. that day. was pretty sweet. [minus ] the person i dislike now. anywayz. come to reasoningz. thatz how i met linzee, dan-o, && anthony.

a day of my past.