parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lil' Chucky Needs To Go To Confessional Next Sunday Listening To: Way Away by Yellowcard Long time no see. I am writing so far between each entry because I write what is worth writing for and the past two weeks were an extreme bore. So here I am. By the way, only 28 more days (November 30th) since I have been writing in this diary for a whole year! Woohoo! Go PK! A shit load of stuff has happened since a yaer ago from November 30th: the beggining of school in Swamscott. Fights with my friends. The Wizard Of Oz. And I think my writing has greatly improved also. Hardly any typos in my recent entres and all of my grammer and whatnot is also a crap-load better. I definatly don't swear as much as a year ago and I noticed that in the past I listen to a lot of Dashboard when I write entries. Wait, I...still...do. Anyway, Halloween was friday. I had the best costume ideas. First, I was going to dress all in green like the "Hey Ya" music video and I was going to take 6 polariod pictures of 6 pieces of paper with one word from a lyric from the rap song "hey ya" by Andree 3000 in OutKast that say "shake it like a polariod picture." I was gunna pin them all on my green cloths and shake at random periods and it would look wicked funny. I scraped that idea because I didn't have green pants, I couldn't find my polariod camera, and people wouldn't understand what I am unless they know that song. So, I thought it would be hilarious if I cut out the shape of a huge handbag and piant the Louis Vuitton pattern on the handbag, but that was scraped also because I think it would just look stupid and very homosexual. I eventually dressed up in pink tights and a tight pink shirt that had the word "gum" written on it. Yeah, I was a piece of gum for halloween. Ben, Chuck, Julia, Marisa, Kelly, and I went to Salem, where we met up with some other people. We went to Salem because Salem is the... Halloween Mecca. The Salem Witch Trials occured there hundreds of years ago and ever since it's been the town to go to on Halloween. Thousands upon thousands of people go there every year to flaunt their costume and walk around. The whole town is jam-packed with haunted houses, sidewalk merchants and crazy, drunk people who stagger around the place. At the end of the day, this one college guy, apparently nicknamed "Lil' Chucky", saw Ben's Jesus Costume, stopped walking with his friends who didn't even noticed that he left, leaned up to this building right next to us, put his arms up in the air to making the cross pose, and he said "Crucify me jesus!" and then he started talking to us for about 5 minutes about random shit. We went along with it and it was so friggen funny. The guy was really nice too. He was so fucking shit-faced I can't even tell you. I mean, c'mon, if you see a group of teenage kids with costumes on, one being Jesus, on Halloween and you ask him to seriously crucify yourself while your arms are pretending to be nailed to a brick building, your are not shit-faced; you are shit faced. His friends finally noticed that he was gone and so they were screaming to him across this small intersection for him to come back (they were all shit-faced also) and so he didn't leave before inviting to us teenagers to this huge party at this woman's house in which he was attending. I took two pictures of Lil' Chucky and I can't wait to get them devoloped to remeber that moment this Halloween. It would be hilarious if he gave us his number and told us to call him in the morning and we did. Oh god that night was great... 9:11 p.m. - 11-02-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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