so he said he wasn't gonna buy me one. he said "i've never even heard them". of course not... then he said "well, what are they anyway?". thank you. i pressed play. Hayley started. my dad said "cute. but still im not gonna buy you a shirt". again. thank you. i bought a t-shirt and a sharpie and started working on the front side. it took me 2 hours to get it completely done. meanwhile i listened to Howl and drank at least 3 cups of tea. then i went downstairs and my brother was watching a movie called the midnight meat train. that has to be the worst movie i've ever seen. not recommended. in fact, i feel embarrassed of even admiting i saw that shit. wasted time. i could've finished the shirt. the only good thing about those 2 hours i spent with my brother was the beer we had. it's weird to think that 10 years ago we watched disney movies together. with milk and cookies, of course. now we stay up late and watch shitty movies while drinking beer. everything changes. maybe in 10 more years i'll do the same, but this time with somebody else. anyway. this morning i woke up (early) and started working on the back side. i wasn't so sure about the e's but it looked good when i finished it. now i ironed it. took pictures of it. uploaded them to my foe.com. sent a message to their myspace. told them i was one of the 79 from chile. im gonna wear it now. im going out with my friends. they have a band and they cover foo fighters' songs and they're gonna go to this rehearsal space in the fucking middle of nowhere. they know how much i love the foo fighters and they invited me. i love having friends who have bands who cover bands i love.
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