I ain't sayin' she's a gold digga!

weeeeeeeell. Open night was fun.
Spent most of it with carl composing on the piano baha.
They all sounded like gold digger.
Scott wasn't best pleased.
Then again he was too busy many knockin' over the parentals with his witty charm.
As he said, not me.
Nixon told me and lulu that he hadn't seen any hot p.7's. WHAT!?
He tried to justify himself by declaring that they wore makeup.
*sigh



a summary of the night by mr wharry himself AN HOUR AFTER;

<-[against all odds]-> says:
remember that time we gave out books
and nena was there
and i couldnt speak to the grown ups
and i said THEYRE DRUNK really loud when mr armstrong was there
and we ate fruit
and played piano
it was THE best day of my life!