let's keep that between me and you

WORD gangsters. Today is/was Saturday and it was normal. I got up and got ready to go to Kim's partay. Hung out with kids there just sitting around chatting. Then I came home for a minuto and LMH called me back and we went to get ice cream at the coolest place on earth. We saw the TS teacher look-a-like and these people with four thousand kiddies running rampant around the store. These other people were being all boring and old and saying things like "NICE MEETING YOU...I GUESS WE'LL BE SEEING YOU AT THE GROCERY STORE!!!" I am going to try my hardest to NEVER be that boring. I'll kill myself.

Then we visited my father at the mall. God the mall is crawling with gangster thugs and punk rockers. Some of the kids were BOTH. Literally. We saw this one kid with all the big baggy clothes and sideways hat with his ears all stretched out going into Hot Topic. What's with that. If you ever wanna see thugs go to the Berkshire Mall and just park yourself on a bench and take in the gangsteriffic atmosphere. It's FANTASTIC.

Then we drove around Denver A LOT. We saw coppers at TS's house, hehe. Apparently ZH was there and saw us and told TS "everything". Word. Ummmm that's funny I guess. Once again I'm a stalker and I wasn't even stalking. We saw alley pimps and the Frozillaaaaa. He's so cool and I heard that he wears a thong!?!?!?!? Interesting and disgusting. Gag gag gag. The crack alley was lame tonight, sniffle sniffle. We did see this one unidentified red shirt kid (ugly too) riding his bike all over the place. What a dork.

GANGSTERRRRRR.

I simply cannot wait for tomorrow...it's SUNDAY AT SUCKWAY. And we all know what that means...tons of people to stare at all day long such a the following: the Night Rider aka Ran's neighbor HAHA, Daria's boyfriend and his gay father figure, the hood kid, the blondie kid, the glasses kid, the omg guess what kid, fluffy ham boy, and so many more. Sunday is officially my favorite day at Suckway FOREVER.

Then then then I'm goin to Smann's grad partay for a little with Rach hopefully. Then my mama and papa are escorting me to the boardwalk for the evening in Jersey. I like saying Jersey without the New. It sounds cooler, yo. There should be lots of pimps and gangsters over there in that other state. It will definitely be a late night.

Next week is a coooooool one. A little work, South Street, partayyyyysss including MINE and RACHEL'S, and tons of fun.

I'm done talking about nothing, peace out.

Peace, love, and thongs, *J-Gangsta*