So tommorow is mock accident, wonder if irony will have a real accident happen like last year.
Tired. Hungry. Feelin crappy.
Gotta figure out what to do with bro for festival.
YAwn. Uhm. Kasha got phone, been textin her all day.
Boredom.
Do do do do la la la Chicken, ra ra ra, you guys know the drill of this place. I rant. Usually don't mean half. It keeps me sane.
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