Well i was NEVAH' gonna start writing a journal,but i was so uberly bored to death and it kinda came to me:
Why not write something so that people could atleast laugh their asses off completely while visiting my gallerie....if you could call it that.
That is why i am gonna write a story that happened to me resently.
So i'm this not so pretty/bright 16 years old girl,walking down a street late at night.Along with me there were two middleschool boys walking on the street.Nobody else...So they turned around and saw me,i was comming back from a bier-bench party from the park(not drunk,cuz' i don't drink) and the boys giggled at me. I was talkin' on the phone with my mom(she wanted me to buy bier for home,what a coinicdence)
and suddenly one of the two boys took of his pants and bent over so i could see better i guess. I looked and passed them,while he said something like:
"Sorry for the bad view" or something...
Yeah ,i'm only sorry that there weren't any good sticks around,they could've come in use.He wanted it...i think.
So that is one of the million chronicles that brighten up my life.
I don't know if i'm gonna write soon or even again sooo don't wait up.
Peace out and hold your pants up high!!!