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[July 20, 2009] |
My mum's birthday is tomorrow, but since they're going to be gone in France we're celebrating tonight. Meaning I get to be in a house full of stuck up parents all bloody night trailing behind my mum listening to them all say, 'Oh Kellan! You've grown up so fast!' with the occasional pinch to the cheek. Sounds like a blast yeah? But the worst part is that my mum wants me to bake her a cake. A three layer, dark chocolate cake with coconut frosting. Meaning I get to slave away in the kitchen for the next...hour or two.
Kirby's party was good, I had a good time, didn't get sloshed and I didn't use spliff. Spliff is disgusting. And you all know my opinion on beer. Thankfully when I got home I was able to crack open a bottle of brandy and smoke a cig out back. I need one now...seeing as I've got to bake a cake and help set up the house for one hundred 'close family friends' that probably don't even remember my mum's name.
Hope you're all having more fun than I am. School couldn't come any slower.
-Kal
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