Lol. I stayed after school on a FRIDAY. To just chill, in the grass, outside my SCHOOL, with my bro (not actually my bro, but he's my twin, more on that later), doing nothing, until I absolutely HAD to leave for work. And then I stayed a LITTLE later. Because I fail at life. We snuck into the girl's soccer game, I don't even know how the ticket lady missed us but whatevs. We kind of stand out, but not as much as you'd think. In IDAHO, we stand out. In California or Seattle? We'd blend right in, we're almost NORMAL. But in Idaho? Ohhh, boy, do we ever stand out.


I think the jeans I got are secretly guys jeans posing as girls jeans. I mean, the style name is IRIS, for chrissakes. You'd think they'd make the crotch fit for a vagina, not a penis. Also the butt pockets are really low and the waistband/butt is unnaturally loose for the tightness of the legs. AND ALSO THE LEGS ARE LIKE TWO MILES LONGER THAN MINE SO I HAVE TO CUFF THEM UP SO FAR LOL. Shortness ftw.

STILL HAVEN'T GOTTEN MY HAIR CUT, D= Lol not really that important but the fact that I can feel my hair tickling the base of my neck in the back REALLY BOTHERS ME OKAY. Like, even WANNABE long hair bothers the shit out of me. And right now, I can ponytail my hair and that means that it is officially WAY TOO FUCKING LONG. Therefore, a cut is needed. Also my sides have curled under my chin and I can eat my bangs. Too long.

I also lost my Econ assignment somewhere in between second period yesterday and second period today. Failbre is fail.

Work was SUPER HECTIC tonight, we had two leagues bowling at once and both of them were like OMGFOOOOOOOOOOOOOD and didn't stop eating. Ever.  EVER. They ate the entire fucking time. FOR FOUR FUCKING HOURS. TWENTY-FOUR LANES OF MUNCHING. OMFGGGGGGGGGGG.

And then I had to get gas and ten dollars got me TWO AND A HALF GALLONS OKAI. Which is more than like, four days ago, but still. WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF THIS NEEDS TO STOP.





I'm also not getting married until gay marriage is legal in all 50 states. It's not a protest thing or anything, just a personal choice. I decided today.


Um, I guess that's all. Band practice on Sunday, hopefully I can bring James (OH YEAH STILL HAVEN'T TOLD YOU ALL THE TWIN DEAL) and not my mother because she kind of puts a damper on things. James knows music and is totally willing to help us out and shit, and it's so much easier to get shit done around him (though I tend to get RLY embarrassed about my voice and lacking improv skills when he's there).

OKAY OKAY SO. James. He's my twin, except for the fact that we're not related at all and he's exactly one year older than me. To the date. Which is why we're twins. We were born on the exact same day as each other, Lenny Kravitz, and Helena Bonham Carter. AND ALSO ALEX CARPENTER BUT IDK IF MANY OF YOU ON MY F-LIST WHO ACTUALLY READ THIS RANDOM SHIT KNOW WHO HE IS OKAY ENDING CAPS NAO. Anyways, that's our deal and we consider each other to be our ACTUAL siblings. Plus my mom trusts him with my life, for some reason, and she's only really talked to him once. Not saying that she's wrong or anything because he's one of the most responsible irresponsible person I know. When he does things that are dumb, he's smart about it, you know? No. That just doesn't make sense, stop trying Bre, Jesus Christ.


Lol I'm going to go now before I cause any more confusion.

I should also probably put all this under a cut but I don't rly feel like it soyeah. XD My laziness has cost you the safety of NOT KNOWING THIS BULLSHIT. I am truly sorry. Except not really.