it's sunday, and again i'm home doing nothing. i felt the need to write a new blllog. considering i have nothing todo all day, i might as-well. i actually would have been doing something, if i didn't wake up at two like a bum. it's all good though. i should actually go to the gym, but i have no ride there and back so i guess nevermind.. hahaha.
so0, i guess i'll explain my weekend? or atleast my saturday. so yeah, i had to wake up at like 9 to go to some halloween party at sjv for kids that can't go trick-or-treating in their own neighborhoods, yaknow. and it was cute. there was old fat bastards there that just wanted to eat, and then little kids running around in costumes. like legit, these people were fucking huge. they were called their "bigs" i was like dying cause it reminded me of fucking role models. i ate so much nasty food, i thought i was gonna throw up-ew.
thennn, when i got home, i should have gotten ready to go out, but i was lazy and didn't want too. i waited until an hour before i had to leave, barley had time to shower, and looked horrible. it was whatever though. i went to t5his halloween party with all people from my town, it was kinda awkward when i walked in, but it was all good. umm, it was coo0l? i went streaking in the rain. except not reallly, i only took my shirt off, yaknow i'm not that much of a horrible person.
i was really craving mac& cheese, and i still am. i don't know why though, haaha. i noticed that you don't have to write a lot on these to make it long. but i stilll got something to say and then i'm out like shout. so listen..
last night, i had the best/worst dream of my life. i don't know who else was in it, but i was in school, just like a normal day. and then outta no where i took someones phone and sent dan falco a text saying, "i miss you, please come back.." and if you didn't know dan falco passed away like a month ago.. back to my dream; two seconds later he walks into sjv, and goes to his locker as if nothing ever happened. everyone was just like what the fuck is going on.. after, we kinda just looked at eachother, and then he said, "i'm sorry, i have a lot to tell you." i wanted to stay asleep, but i couldn't. i woke up, and started like balling. it was like the realest dream i ever had. oh man.. and it sucks cause i feel like i shouldn't have had a dream about him, cause i wasn't really close to him, and people that were like his best friends are waiting for a sign from him, ya know.
ugh, now that i'm depressed and hungry.. i'm gonna go make my mac& cheese. i'll write again some day. but for now,
-kbye :)
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