So, I've got to ask my mom. I'm going to tomorrow. I think she'll be okay, surprisingly my dad is the one who gets freaked out. Like when I went to the Twilight premiere, my dad was the worried one. My was like, "Okay, have fun."
Well, remember how the other day I told you guys about my mom's nonexistent answer. Well, I asked my dad when we went to the Wally World and he was like, "You didn't ask." I was like, "You were there. What do you mean I didn't ask?" He was like, "You just told us." I was like, "I asked. Are you going deaf?" "No, you gotta ask." So I was like, "Okay, can I go on Friday?" He was like, "Ask your mom." I was like, "What the hell?" Meanwhile this was happening in the alcohol section while my dad was buying a 24 pack of beer and a bottle of Merlot. So, it was hella funny cause everyone was giving the "That guy must be an alcoholic look." XD
That's cool. My dog is a mix between a german shepard and a husky.
He;s a cutie. His name is Doodle. I have no idea why though, I got him from a pound and that was his name. =)
Isn't is freaking swet?
I got it fo my seventeenth birthday when my brother and I went to the mall. And he was like, "I'm not listening to that garbage." I convinced him to, and he loved it.
Oh, I know wha you mean!
Have you heard Punk Goes Pop 2?
It's great. Mayday Parade covered When I Grow Up by the Pussycat Dolls on that cd. It is great.
Ugh... I despise garbage, mening-less music such as hip hop/rap. Though I don't enjoy infringing on the beliefs of others, it is difficult for me to respect somebody who genuinely enjoys such a genre.
thats good :]