| hi
i broke my tooth
wheeee!
---ok see,what happened was i broke it cuz i was scraping the food off it after i ate and this this peice of my tooth coumes out withit, and i think it;s food and i accidentally close my mouth cuz i bite my tounge and then some more falls off and im like 'why is this so sandy?' and then i look in the mirror and theres this peice missing..its not that big..but i need more calcium..
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| good luck jon at college!!
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| YAY i'm back
everything there is gambling + smoking..you get it...i mean the first
thing i saw when i stepped out of the terminal were slot
machines!!!!!!!! lol and we toured all the hotels on the strip...MG
THEY ARE HUGE !! and at night when everything lights up...its
AWESOMEEEEE there;s an indoor themepark at this place called circus
circus...FUNFUNFUN
so many people smoke....tsktsk..they gunna die early..man i was just walking by and all i smell is cigarette smoke...
the food there is SO GOOD!!!!! i think i gained another 10 pounds lol.
we went to the Grand Canyon too! it was soo pretty..and HUGE..we went
on a bus tour and the guy was like, "we're gunna hike to the bottom
ok?" and none of us have enough water or anything and in the end he
says its gunna be an imaginary hike down and he tells us his experience
at the canyon and that was it..hmm but the lodge that we stayed at was
really nice. i ate a veggie pot pie there and they had mixed wine in it
and my face got all hot and i was tripping..i slept like a baby that
night lol
now this stupid stuff:
I DON"T KNOW WHICH SCHOOL I AM GOING TO. MY DAD SAYS IF IM A GOOD GIRL
THEN HE MIGHT TRANSFER ME BACK>>AND THEN HE SAYS HE DIDNT EVEN
TRANSFER AND THEN HE SAYS HE DID TRANSFER AND IM SO CONFUSED. I HAVE NO
IDEA WHICH HIGHSCHOOL I AM GOING TO..
i asked him one final time when we got back from vegas when we were
eating dinner an dyou know what he said>?????? "whichever one sends
a letter"
WHAT?!??!??!?!
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| yay next saturday i'm off to vegas! and then the grand canyon! and then vegas again!...mmph.the little dude is scared he's gunna fall at the canyon. my mother is going frantic about how hot it's gunna be. i jsut don't really want to be forced to write a report about it since my dad always makes us write reports about our vacations. he says we wouldn't have to suffer reports as much if we jsut write diaries everyday but honestly, i don't want to take out a journal and write a diary when he's going to read it anyway. what's the point in that? |
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