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Jasmine de Torres

sphs, 16, january25th, basketball&volleyball are her life, juntos podemos et harumbi, gets by with a little help from her friends, God&Family ftw, purple is zee best, sunflowers too.

WHAT ELSE IS BLACK?

FUNNEST/IEST NIGHT EVER.
so glad i didnt isolate myself like usual, HAH.
started off the day with grilling bbq, i made it so well!! hoo-raaaa.
after charles' and carlos' friends came over, we ordered the fight.
i stayed outside with charles' girlfriend watching the bbq cause she
doesnt like it when charles makes it cause he burns it all the time, HAHAH.
and i didn't feel like watching the little fights at the beggining, so i just waited
for Lesnar's fight and < GSP's 3 fight. soooooooo intense. loved it.
after the fight we just chilled inside/outside until me, mabel, and her sister
wanted to watch a movie. went inside and there was this big deal about my cousins
and tatiyana and peter..answers HAHAHA SHE FELL FOR IT. she was soooo creeped
out and scared. so then when mabel and her sister saw it, they got sooo scared too.
we asked peter what they were wearing and what there names were and jobs and ages,
when the answer was right they got so into it LOL. even my mom got scared.
so after an hour of peter answers upstairs, they decided to take it downstairs for
another 2 hours showing the guys HAHAHHAHAHA. the guys were pretty tripped that he
was getting all the answers right ;) i think i still remember some of the questions:
-"what basketball player is on the back of Johns Jersey?" (i had tintin look at it
for me HAH)
*MURBURY.
"what the fuuuuuuuuhh!!!"
-"what did Jun celebrate today?" "yeah he cant know this one for sure!"
(i over heard charles talking about it)
*1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY.
"HOLY SHIT, HAS THIS GUY BEEN FOLLOWING ME?!?!"
LOLOLOL.
-"what color is Gill's underwear?" (i took i wild guess)
* BLUE
"gill is it blue?!?" "yeah........"
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA SHIT GOT THEM SO BAD.
but then i finally felt bad and told them cause i pretended to put the winning lotto numbers, and they were actually going to buy all kinds of tickets with the numbers. HAHAHAH THATS HOW MUCH THEY BELIEVED IT. after we had enough of peter sat outside,
eating blueberries. and with Mark A. being there it obviously had to be a competition. so we played "the ammount of bluberries you throw in the air and catch,
will be the amount of years you'll live" hahahahhahahaha. then gill had a beer
bottle cap in his hand, saying "mark, catch this!" and mark, obviously thinking it
was a blueberry, tried to catch it with his mouth. but he missed, and said "FUCKER,
IF I CAUGHT THAT WITH MY MOUTH I WOULD BE BLEEDING RIGHT NOW" hahahahahha!!!!!!!!!!!
shit, then Mabel and Charles started wrestling outside and
Mabels sister (jenny) said: hey, hey, mabel, wanna play ufc with me?
Mabel: NO.....you're gonna hurt me! (while still playing with charles)
hahah aawww LOL. after that i just spent the night helping charles find his keys.
AHA, FUCK, i just didnt want to forget this.

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