Maybe it's just the blood pouring from my vagina talking when I say that people are REALLY starting to piss me the fuck off.
I'm not going to sit here and bitch because I'd be wasting my time. I am going to say that Shanny: I cannot attend your Birthday party. I don't have 50 bucks to spend on bowling and dinner. Happy Birthday, anyways!
I'm in Marine City. Hurray. I've come to my senses and decided when I get home I'm going to take my life seriously and start looking for a job. I've had my play time.
Maybe I'll see if I can catch a diploma on the way.