as the needle hit 120mph, all i could think about was how i didn't want my last meal to be a tomato-cheese sandwich

good bit
dad and i went to Swee Lee to check out the bass guitars, Fenders are heavy. "Squiers are a cheap version of Fenders.", said daddy dearetht. yeth, i lithp.

then hip-hop and band practice and all that jazz.

bad bit (and them some)
i fell asleep on the couch in church. people came to wake me up.

followed by a sudden crying jag that i couldn't get over. and i still haven't figured out why. sure as heck isn't PMS though.

i felt shittier than you could ever imagine. all through the sermony thing.

sudden laughter
sarah, faith and i had the ingenius idea to lock all the girls' bathroom stalls from the outside with a 5-cent coin.

NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF A NICKEL.

further laughter (more maniacally)
edrik got curious. siska was there, very confused. i couldn't breathe. go figure. or ask me.