And I don't know how to play Poker so you guys can teach me!
And it was a dentist appointment and that was worse and I almost cried and they asked if I wanted Novacaine and I was all "Ehhh... I don't know!" and I wanted to cry.
this is sean but I'm on a blackberry thing so it looks anonymous cuz I can't remember my pass word XD. I'm sorry about your eye doctor thing and I'm sorry about your dentist thing too. I'd say when in doubt: take the drugs. but w.e happened, your here to tell the story so it couldntve have been too bad (or fatal). also, about the party on sunday, it will be from 3-8, and the guest list is as I said before cuz I think all those ppl get along and everything. kathryn might not show cuz she may be totally jet lagged, and if that's so I hope you don't mind being the only girl. or maybe shell show and all my friends will be tthere and ill be like fwee. yeah. warmth of the sand. ttyl. slan.
I can't go. I'm moving again tomorrow. So my dad says I'm helping, even though, all today, he was screaming about how useless I am and how my brother and his friends are so much better than me. So why force me to help when I'm doing such a shitty job? I woke up at 7:30 this morning to clean up Brockton for community service. I skipped the BBQ there and get home at 12 noon. And half an hour later, with my dad yelling at me to hurry up and finish eating, we go to Quincy and move more of his shit. And it's all of his shit. And I've moved shit from then until 6 pm. I'm fuckin' tired. Tired of being covered in bruises because I can't carry heavy loads but I'm forced to anyways and dropping boxes on my toes and having crates crash against my legs. It kinda hurts. And then, doing all that and getting no recognition for it. And still getting yelled at for being useless and not doing anything. Even though I know he can hear me ask him what he wants me to do next, what he wants me to move next. I'm eager to please because I never do. I'm sore
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we'll give you a ride. Gimme a call if you believe in miracles ;) 781-848-8519. don't worry Z. We're here for you when you get back from your trip in hell.
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And I have an eye appointment tomorrow and I'm scared.
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And it was a dentist appointment and that was worse and I almost cried and they asked if I wanted Novacaine and I was all "Ehhh... I don't know!" and I wanted to cry.
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Slan!
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