parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Rubiks Cubes And Hypercolor T-shirts Listening To: Nothing Well, I'm grounded...again. Two weeks for being late for school...for the fifth time. Not fun. My dad just sucks. He's arab. What can I say. Anyway, I was having diary withdrawls this morning because I wanted to write somthing, but I have nothing to write about. I still don't. Well, I guess I should write about my wierd dream last night. I dreamt that I was sitting in Dunkin Donuts (I work there, but in this dream I was a customer) with my friend Stephanie and this other friend. Well, somthing happened and this kid messed up somthing that had to do with money and people were swaping bills and stuff and then all of a sudden, Chris Carabba from Dashboard Confessional come from the back of the room and says "exuse me" and cuts between the situation and sits down, drinking a cup of coco and talking to this girl with a green t-shirt on. I kinda flipped out in my mind. Yeah. I definatly did. So, right as I was about to confront him (I was thinking about what I was gunna say to him and my best bet was "Hi. I could quite possibly be one of your greatest fans. Can you sign my medium caramel swirl latte cup for me. Thanks a bunch.") I woke up, realizing that it was 7:32. I was seconds away from becoming late for school. Then I would be grounded for three weeks! YAY! I LIKE MY POPS! Uh. Also, I haven't stopped watching I love the 80's: Strikes Back. Michael Ian Black is the funniest man alive. All I gotta say is Gobble up all of the food. Gobble up all of the territory perhaps? 11:41 p.m. - 11-10-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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