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Sunday, July 9, 2006
laughing = love
ugh. yesterday was pure awesomeness. i got my license *mini heart attack*. i never thought the day would come, and it has. (Keith, you are my hero! :D) my picture on it is also much better than my learner's permit picture, in my opinion.

hahaha i amuse myself:
Mark: so, this guy msg'd me on myspace the other day
Mark: saying i like your musical tastes
Mark: we should get together and make music
Me: hahaha
Me: is that what he calls it?
Mark: that could be a HUGE metaphor for buttseckz, though
Me: well.. if you need a vocalist... i would love to be apart of your buttsex

i just had to add that. :)
aaaaanyway! i got my license, went home with the intention of rubbing in my sister's face the fact that i got my license on the first try (it took her 4 tries). but, in my excitement, i forgot. oh well, i'll do it today haha.
then, after sleeping 3 hours .. well i slept 1..maybe two.. we met up with Keith's friends at some club.. thing. fuckers wouldn't let me be on the second or third floor because i'm not 21. ugh that pisses me off so bad. age limits are fucking bullshit. i will be yet another who asks "i'm old enough to go off and die for my country, yet i can't drink?" wow. it makes so much sense!
but it's cool. we ended up at a bar where one of the ladies was nice enough to let me use her ID to get in. :)
i'm such a pussy. i was paranoid i was gonna get caught. silly, silly me. the whole time i was self-conscious about the fact that i'm a bit younger than they are. ehh.. who cares. they'll think what they think and i don't and wouldn't care enough change it, if i could. they were nice people though. i was laughing practically the whole time. and i love laughing :) so the day was great.
so i have said all there was to be said. sometime soon, probably next weekend, i will go to the GED office and sign up. hopefully this will not turn into a procrastination, again.

for the first time in a while, the pieces are falling into place and things are looking up.
i feel good.

the best mariangela.