I'm in a relatively good mood today.
(Considering the fact that my hands will probably smell like clorox until tomorrow because padre made me clean the bathroom.)
Yesterday was so much fun :)
Celeste picked me up and we went to eat chinese at New Happy Garden with Jessie and Heather.
Celeste had to be home by six, so she didn't get to go to the movies with us.
After she left, Jessie, Heather, and I went to Burke's because we had an hour to kill until the movie started.
It was so fun. We acted so stupid and took a million pictures and bought white boards and pens with the JONAS BROTHERS on them, hahahah.
So after that, we went to see Transformers 2 (revenge of the fallen, I think?). Honestly, I really have no idea what happened. Me and Jessie pretty much talked the whole time and I kept trying to see Megan Fox's "toe thumbs" (as Jessie calls them) but I kept on forgetting to look for them. I was really only concerned with the fact that Shia LaBeouf's character wasn't telling Megan Fox's character that he loved her. (Which happened by the end.)
After the movie, I went home with Jessie and stayed the night at her house. I'm glad we could finally hang out again without everything being all tense and awkward.
We stayed up until 10:30 am being stupid and doing stuff on the computer. (PAULA ABDUL?!)
Unfortunately, my dad called me at 3 and woke me up saying that I had to come home and clean because his brother is coming over today. He picked me up around 4 and I came home exhausted.
I ended up only having to clean the bathroom. And I'm not really tired anymore.
My uncle and two of his sons should be here soon, so I should probably wrap this up.
I'm excited to see them :)


and one last thing.
Dear Joesph Jonas,
I finally got around to listening to the song where you bash Taylor Swift (even though you deny it in interviews and whatnot, it's so fucking obvious it's about her) and I am shocked. It definitely sounds like you drop the f-bomb around the 3:20 mark! Honestly though, I find it hilarious. And although, you probably do say 'fight', it still sounds like 'fuck'. I hope you secretly did it on purpose. That would make me happy :)
Love,
A sixteen year-old girl who you'll probably never meet because I would never waste three-hundred dollars just to see you prance around on stage with your brothers :)