July 13th, 2015

Yesterday was my birthday. I invited some friends over, Emma, Kate, Hailey, Sara, my sister, even my brother showed up...I even asked Michael to come.

It wasn't a dead body. His cousins work with mannequins and some of them needed stitching up and he helped them with the stitching at his place, that exact mannequin had rats in it, so he went to the woods to dump it. It was in a trash bag because it smelled and the rats were still inside.

Michael is a really nice guy. I got to know more about him. I really got to know more about him, especially in my room...twice, the hickeys on my body can prove. He stayed over. Elliot too, because he was too drunk to drive home. At least our sister is more responsible than him. He has a kid now, his baby looks like him, he's got his ginger hair and Lizzy's dark eyes. Elliot left before sunrise. I didn't even hear him get out of the house.

I also helped, mr. Sommer yesterday with moving stuff around for renovation. He was pretty surprised that I knew german since his daughters usually spend time with me and sometimes they start to speak german all of a sudden without even knowing. That's their default setting.

Even if I drank a lot yesterday I didn't wake up hungover. Maybe because I just sweat it out.

Michael has to go to work at 7 and it's 5:14. I got bored since I couldn't sleep anymore and just made breakfast. 

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