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Sunday, 24 July 2011
12:40:42 AM (GMT)
So lately me and Ivan have been going to this place in the country, we're addicted
lol Every weekend we go and it's amazing.So this is a run through of the night. 
We drop off our little bro, make sure he's got everything he needs and all that.
We go home and get ready. 

	My outfit last time (because I looked AMAZING): SO I wore these super cool
leather fake leather skinny jeans and this massive striped wifebeater thing. Like the
arm holes in it were huge and so it was half falling off. I felt like going for that
sort of trashy glamorous I guess SO I pinned by the top of my hair, caked on a ton of
mascara and eyeliner for the purpose to sweating and smearing it out, got my pink
lipstain, some fucking awesome gloss and or course I wore my chucks. UHM I don't
remember wearing much jewelry aside from you know piercings and stuff so I dunno. I
think I wore spiked wristbands on each arm, my cross necklace aaaaand OH! my choker!
I got a spiked choker. I felt SO hot and by the end of the night I was sweaty and
sticky and the eyeliner and shit had literally melted but I cleaned it up because at
one point I looked dead but it was hott. 

Call Ethan because he's the ride.  
Ethan picks us up. 
We drive for an hour or so. It's worth it. 
We get to the middle of the country, it's crazy and people are everywhere, cars
everywhere and light is just fucking busting from this old mill or barn or some shit
I don't even know and the music is loud. 
Take a pill to make you happy. 
Go in. 
Who knows. 
Hang around for a while, get rid of the hangover/aftermath (Ethan's infamous for
saying (it's his party catchphrase) "Wipe the cum stains off your sweaters ladies,
I'm ready to go home." NOTE: It's a JOKE there is no sweaters and no cum and no cum
stains to wipe off the sweaters) 
Drive home. 
Crash on the couch/in one of our rooms. 
Go get baby bro. 
Pretend nothing happened. 
Repeat in the next 5 days. 

My next post might be the playlists we listen to during all this. Like my "getting
ready" music and our driving "get pumped" music and the music we hear when we get
there and yeah.

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