(Just a little note: My name is Rose, but CHRIS told me that he was putting "Alois Spudermin Trancy" as his name on this account, so I put "Lapis LAZOOMERBOOBIE" right when he changed it to Chris.)
Quite frankly, I'm not excited for upcoming events either. Tomorrow I leave for Ohio. That's, what? A four to seven hour car trip? With my smother and my screeching little brother who is a fucking demon. No joke. That outta be fun. So yeah, we stay from Tommorow-Sunday in my aunts old, creepy, smelly house. Fun. To top it all off, the reason were going is my cousins wedding. (We'll call her Katy.) I've only ever said about 2 words to Katy; "Happy Thanksgiving." Yeah. I'll try to keep you guys updated with all my existential crisis and Lapidot. Later.
Update: So my parents decided to just tell me I have to get shots really soon. Yay. Unfortunately I had an anxiety attack. After that my parents said I was "acting" like that for "attetion" and I was forced to try on dresses. After that? I got yelled at for my little brother breaking my iPad that we just got fixed. Fml. So I'm gonna binge all night and cry myself to sleep. Later, my dudes.
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The Diary Of Two Best Friends
AcakTwo long distant Best Friends + one Diary = Nuclear War
