Dude...
Journal Entry: Mon Jun 30, 2008, 11:47 AM
I got my lip pierced this weekend for my birthday. Then the ball fell out...so my dad clamped it shut...then the gap got stuck in my lip and we tried to fix it...but ended up just prying it apart and taking it off. It hurt like fuck man. Oh...by the way....we were camping out at this really awesome creek when all of this happened. My dad put his tent up on one side of the creek...and Matt and I put ours up on the other. We put the fire ove there too...and then we grabbed the booze. Dad had bought some earlier. A pint of Vodka...a pint of whiskey...and a six pack of Mike's hard Lemonade. I don't know how it happened with so little booze...but we got fucked up. Shitfaced drunk. We would take a shot of whiskey...and wash the taste and burn down with a long drink of Vodka. Two Pints! Just two pints...and we were down. Matt vomitted everywhere...and passed out. We dragged him in the tent. Where he puked everywhere. Then I thought I could stand up...and ended up falling in the fire...then I hit my head really hard on a log. Then I had to pee...so I stood up...fell...took my pants off...and pissed all over myself. Then I tried to stand and fell again...on my naked ass...on the hard rocks. Oh...man...I have bruises and cuts everywhere. Then I went across the creek and got the Mike's hard Lemonade. I couldn't figure out how to open them...so I just broke them on rocks. They would brake and I would roll in the glass and pour them all over my face. I crawled over to the tent and hit it a bunch of times, crying 'All I want is a few fucking cows.' I remember all kinds of stuff about it...but not how it happened. Like...I remember the highlights...but not the in between very much. I guess that's for the best. Lol. It was hilarious. The next day we went home and I got my lip pierced again. So now...I'm covered in bruises...my lip is swollen...I have cuts everywhere...and my dad knows all of my deep dark secrets...because apparently...I'm a rambler...but...I feel like a million bucks...after I slept in a real bed for a few hours...
- Mood:
Worried - Listening to: All of the wonderful sounds of a soap...gross...
- Drinking: Listerine...
Devious Comments
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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Create like a God, command like a king, work like a slave.
- Constantin Brancusi
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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"Reach a little further than you can go, stay a little longer than you should, throw more passion than you have into life and listen to your music just a little too loud."
And she fell in love with the wind...
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
--
"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
--
"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
--
"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
ok fine i wont shoot you. pst can i shoot your foot
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
--
"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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"You always admire what you really don't understand"
-Blaise Pascal
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