my live fucking journal has cobwebs on it
wowwwww june has been an exciting month. prom, people put bombs in lockers, it was 9 months for peter an d i (le <3), plus JUNIOR YEAR IS DONE. THANK GOD. THANK YOU JESUS.

Trophy Scars show is on Friday, pretty much the fist ever GOOD show in Wayne in the history of all shows.

i'm leaving to go to Utah on Saturday.... upsetting. i'll be sure to take massive amounts of pictures and do a photoblog, since i know i'll never actually write about the trip (unless its actually more traumatizing than i foresee it to be.) the flight leaves at like 6:30 or something. its gonna be death.

and i have to pack and i really do not want to pack because i hate packing, my clothes always get wrinkled and i always forget bras, i don't own enough summer wardrobe to even take on this trip and suitcases always get thrown around, something or other is going to explode in it. like the shaving cream. like it did the last time. :(