| Happy Birthday To Me,... |
[Jun. 13th, 2008|11:02 pm] |
So yeah,... anyone who is under a rock and doesn't know I'm all broken out of prison and shit,... thank you to Dani, Marc, Logan and Remy for that,... I am. Whoo! The Professor gave me an early birthday present earlier and let me out of the fucking psych ward section of the Infirmary and into my own room. I'm on the third floor of the adult building, last room on the left.
Uhm,... yeah I'm all,... weird about this whole,... look I'm all free and shit now,... odd in a good way. I don't even know. Just,... strange. 198 days in a little cell and now I'm in a room with the lock on the inside and all that good shit,...
So,... I think Dani is making me do birthday things later on, when it isn't midnight,... in the common room probably, if anyone wants to come by.... there will be cake and ice cream and liqour, and according to the Professor he doesn't mind the party so long as no one under 21 drinks in the mansion,... so there's that, but I don't think I even know anyone here who can't drink so yeah whatever.
Uhm,... yeah. I don't even know what else to write in here,... it's still weird not being watched all the time and actually being able to talk to people and just,... the whole thing. I don't know.
Anyhow uhm,...
OH, anyone who comes to my party, you start drama and I shall eject you myself. With pants. Ha,... and so sad that maybe only one person will understand that.... ::sigh:: my creativity goes wasted yet again. |
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