i cant believe it was actually possible to hate a job more than steak and shake and cracker barrel COMBINED!!! its insane. i cant believe these people actually dont mind wearing a fucking tuxedo...how bad do they need money? ugh...i just dont understand it ( Read more... )

dude, everyone went out without me. why doesnt anyone ever ask lauren if SHE wants to go to a concert?!
hrmph. bastards. but i had to come home and be the responsible one anyway. *sigh*
oh well.


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well, i'm here.

thats about all i have to say about being here so far.

*big huge sigh*

i'm off to bed now in my fishing pajama pants from walmart. (you know you love 'em sonia!)

hah.

good night.

ok, so here i am, about to ass out on sonias computer desk, tired as fuck. i'm so going to fall asleep on the plane and not even give a fuck about it. i havent been this tired in a long time. i should have went to sleep...but i'm retarded so i didnt. i should have...damn i should have. my fucking wrists are so swollen, i think i want to cry. ( Read more... )

i'm so fucking nervous...what am i going to do in new york?! where the fuck am i going to work? who am i going to hang out with? i have no sonia there! jesus...what am i going to do? i'm so confused about going up there. and i'm fucking scared. ugh...forget it. i thought this was going to be this big long entry, but i give up.

Sonia: Hey, I have this cd...

Me: Which cd?

Sonia: Mya...

Me: That IS your cd.

Sonia: Well, that would explain it then!

Me: They were using it to snote their corke off of last night.

hahaha...i'm sooooooooooo hungover.

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so, hopefully, tomorrow, i'm going to get my wrists pierced. i'm so fucking excited. i've wanted these for years now and i'm finally going to get them. i think joe might get mad at me for doing it...i hope not. and i dont think sonia wants to take me...she seems like shes in a bad mood and she doesnt want to go. i know its far, but i told her i ( Read more... )

fucking mailmen...i hate the mail. i ordered shoes 3 weeks ago and they still arent fucking here. fucking ground mail sucks. and people are bothering me that i dont want to talk to. ugh, today is going to suck so bad. i can already tell.