So i thought i'd start up one of these blog things. The reasons had been brewing for a while- i like thoughts, exploring thoughts, do people want to know my thoughts-"no rachel"- and i don't really give a fuck what the general public think of me.
Also, being in my final year of school it seems to help my procrastinating situation. Like, why do that histoire moderne if i can write a blog? A-wonderful-waste-of-time-type-thing?
Last night we (native, g unit, marshall + myself) decided last min to head to city. Hopped on our regular 208 11.30 busdawg. some gnarley raid on diamond bar whilst walking pitt st. sirens sirens 20 poleece carz block the road guns n shit i think? apparently again some shady hopefully columbian but im guessing general wog dealer pulled out a gun + knife, panic, scene broke out rada rada. always thought that place was pretty chat
dani then used some karaoke toilet, we casually meandered our way to oxford, with some casual loitering along the way, native bunging cigs of me (the non-smoker), oblivious to the fact she was flaunting her ass through her whorey stockings. ha! i joke. but seriously
got some coffee - i actually had a vanilla milkshake and just people watched for the majority of the night. it's what me + native do best, but i think katie + danig were craving some other scene?
typing's v. hard
more later perhaps
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