PSAT's suck. thought id express my sentiments.

a girl walked into mcdonalds today with her hair all done up for her wedding. i used my extreme sense of perception to determine that she was the bride. i noticed that she was wearing a veil. damn im just that good ...

yeah so pat was trying to get craig to pull her vail off by "accidentally" falling and grabbing her vail for support. the old chelsea would have been angry that someone would even think of doing something that mean. the new chelsea laughed and encouraged him. im not sure which one is better ... but im thinking that the new chelsea is way more fun to be around.

yeah so nothing has happened thats put of the normal. or maybe it has and ive just been too busy to notice. either way i really dont have anything remotly interesting to say here. thats the sad thing ... i used to be skilled in the diaryland world ... frequent updates ... almost always multiples each day .. and now youre lucky if you get one a day.

i never asked for a life.

today we played a hardcore game of frisbee. it was a good hour and a half of full-on insulting of eachother. most of it was hilarious ... some of it stung. but after 5 years of being friends with mostly guys ive learned to take it. yeah thats right bitch ... BRING IT.

the one thing i cant stand though are the kitchen jokes. grrrr. i cant cook! you dont want me to make you a pie! last time i attempted that i made and entire apple pie with salt insead of sugar. im the girl who messed up both easy mac and those betty crocker bowl appetit things.

growl.

tony hawk's pro yatta