Okay, so I'll continue on with the party. Not much happened after that, so we went home, and Mum decided she wanted to get ice cream. For lack of a decent Baskin Robbins in Malibu, we stopped at Malibu yogurt. The line was out the door, so we decided to go to the place next to McDonald's, across the canyon and such. We get there, and it's actually a Convience Store, who's machine is broken, so we all get ice cream (except for Barney (who got soda y gum), Shann who's lactosintolerant, and Ryan who got Billy Bob teeth), and our ice cream was aboput ten years old, to say the least. Mac's dad picked her up there, they were going to the boat. So we drove, and drove and drove, ddropping off Chloe and Shannon along the way. I nearly broke my neck walking back to the car after walking Shannon in. I tripped on a fucking pinecone, and Barney laughed at me. At my house, Tobin decides to use a British accent (which was horrid) and his teeth, which was so effing funny that I nearly died. I showed my room, and Barney nearly blackmailed me and played with my lighter. I nearly killed him.

On the next day, we found one of our cats massacared in the yard. Torn into two, with legs missing. Today, it was gone, eaten up. Poor cat, she was a bitch, but you know, no one deserves to get ripped apart like that. So we have a wildlife expert coming, that will interfere with my bass-getting.

And why in the name of all that is strange does the determined lemon have a friggin' eye patch? That's messed up.

Current Location: Daddie's House
Current Mood: determined
Current Music: World War Me- FFTL