Trampoline

I have just stayed awake the ENTIRE night. with ONE person. fucking, went to bed, finished my book, called him and talked to him on aim, snuck out, and basically from 11:15pm till 5:20am we hung out. on michelle's trampoline *blushes* but nothing happened :( but either way i had a great time. a really great time. i got a lot of thigns of my chest and i think he did too. it was nice to just talk. i never knew i had enough things to talk about to fill seven hours, straight. we kinda hoped michelle found us, lol. and we waved at cars. found a frog in the apartment fountains, drank mountain dew, sat by the golf course *got fucking bug bites, but oh well*. listened to a slow-mo cat meowing and dog's barking. umm, and jumpd/layed/talked/slept on michelle's trampoline. i itch all over from the fucking bugs and almost got my ass caught by dad. but, hey, im ok. im cool. im gonna become nocturnal. yay! lol. man, im so fucking crazy. i cant say stupid, or trevor will beat me up. lol.
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ive been asked to sing Des Palmas in front of the UNL language festival. woot. tomber and i think j'en reve encore. so yeah. and nick d is suposed to play guitar. we might have to get a band tho......*DUN DUN DUN* lol. she wants to ask nick and the jazz band, i was like, uh how about not? maybe vince for bass, i dont know any basses, if we need one, but trevor is the best drummer. lol. *love you mtb*
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i g2g tho. ttyl. loves. BRiTTNi