Dancing in heels for five hours... ahhhh, my legs hurt.
and um, i danced with a downsyndrome chink? WHO DOES THAT!
I felt bad, so I did it.
Me & brea saw the HOTTEST cop EVER. oh man, I wanted him to arrest me badly. lmfao.

Once I get insurance on my dad's truck, it's mine. for good. to party with. to crash & etc. hahahahah. kidding, big time kidding.

& I guess everything does get better in the end, right?
So keep your heads up.

I've already started packing.

Has it even been a month?
Is this really happening?
What am I going to do?
I've had a year to plan this, & I've done nothing but fuck around.
I think I have to suffer the consequences & move with them.

Unless, they will help me out, which I am praying to god that they do.

AHHHHHH. I CAN'T BE DOING THIS SHIT ANYMORE.

Now i'm supervisor of juniors, and I somewhat have a vehicle.
watchhhh outttttt.

What do you do when your dad tells you to loose 20 pounds & to get a job at hooters?

I seriously need to make better choices about my life.
i can't be doing this shit in 5 years.... at least I hope not.

I hate being 18 and having my license for over a year & not having a car.
SUUUUUUUUCKS.

I smoke weed now.
I've gained weight.
& I work way too much.
& I love my bestfriend.
& I want to hang out with my old friends, kinda miss those drunken times.
So, if I used to hang out with you back then, hit me up this weekend.
I have four days off in a row, & i'll be planning to have fun.

wow, i'm giving up cigs.
be amazed.