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Name: Fistfuck
Country: United States
State: California
Birthday: 4/9/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: I do a lot of nothing all day. Except for school I have no life except for Matt <3 I listen to music and I have a wide taste in music, from Missy Elliot to Tool. I like to stay open minded and try to avoid ignorance. And I'm probably better than you but I don't prance around yelling it in our half deaf ear, you just willingly agree that I'm better. Plus my boobs are far better looking than yours.
Expertise: Web Design.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  r0ttenpiXiestik5
Member Since:
3/13/2004
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| So this weekend was prom. It was so great. It was at the SBC center in San Ramon. It was very beautiful.
So I got up at 7am on Saturday. I got in the shower and shaved myself. I had an appointment at 11:30 to get my hair done. So Matts mom comes to pick me up cuz Matt had to go to Cal State to take a placement test for Pomona. So I tell the lady how I want my hair and he starts. My hair starts to get frizzy and she does nothing about, i was like, whatever. It a half pony tail with a bun at the top. It looked really good eventhough it was hella frizzy. So I paid i was like I can fix it when I get home. I get home and my hair self destructs. My mom said she could fix it so I didn't worry as much.
So then around one I start getting my face ready. My mom plucks my eye brows, I never pluck my eye brows. I was just in pain while she was doing it. Then I wash my face and my mom starts to do my hair. Then she tells me she can't get it right. I was starting to panic because it was 3 and I had to be ready by 6. So i'm freaking out and ready to cry. I call Matt desperatly asking if he could call the hairdresser and she if she could fix my hair. Matt tells me that she might not be there. So i start panicing. Then I remember that my moms friend does hair. So my mom calls her and asks if she could fix my hair. So it was almost 4 when we left, we had to walk cuz my dad was being an ass. The lady said it was totally fine, she wasn't doing anything anyways. I felt very relieved. So shes doing my hair and I ask my mom what time it was, she said 5:30!!!!!! I was starting to panic again, hoping the lady would hurry. When she finished it was 10 to 6!! Thankfully she didn't charge us anything, I was so thankful and she gave us a ride home.
I get home and Matt calls saying that hes ready! So I did my make-up in like 5 mins. I found shoes and put my dress on. I was just rushing. Then we go back to Matts house because his mom wanted to see us. She took pictures and said how cute we look. So then we're on our way to San Ramone.
We get there and we see all the protesters out b/c it was at SBC Headquarters. We honked in support and we kind of felt bad going. But whatever. I get there and I see Ms. Land pull up, she looked hella cute. I was carrying so much stuff and I my shoes were starting to hurt my feet.
I get there and I see Lili and the gang. Lili looked hella cute. She looked like a cross between Marilyn Monroe and Gwen Stefani. So then we go in the place and Lili and I start making fun of people and the horrid dresses some girls were wearing. I'm serious, there were like bright ass dresses, like neon pink, blue and yellow *gag*
The place was decorated hella nice and the windows over looked a lake. It was nice. The food was hella good too. The music was ok. I danced but not a lot. Some people are still skanky even when they are dressed up.
So, it was a pretty cool night. | | |
| Darkness
I want to hold u close
So that I can feel you die
I want u next to me
So that I can cry
But your not
You say you want to leave
Well goodbye
I want to stangle you
So that you'll always stay
Don't go
Don't leave
Don't fly
Don't die
Stay
We can kill the world together
Save me from myself
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| Yesterday was my 18th birthday and Matts present to me was my puppy Zero. He's a black lab and he's about 3 months. I took some pictures of my stupid dog. He's really dumb but I love him that way.
There goes my Zero! | | |
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