so i was driving just a few minutes ago and i realized my prima is gone and i wanted to cry. aw man i hate goodbyes. sucks. but anyway, mary d and i went to this whack party, but damn it was funny, and also disturbing. let's just say i wanted to kill some motherfuckas. but i mean, i do sometimes, so it's like whatever. k must sleep! because i'm driving forever and ever to davis. blah.