I'm only repeating myself because I'm immensely irritated.

I HATE STELLA CAMERON!!!

HOLY SHIT ON A SANDWICH ( Read more... )

Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

I'm in all sorts of pain.

And I have to play a gay guy during fifth block.

*dies again*

Blaaaargh...I hate study hall...especially when I have gym afterwards...

*dies*

Okay, yesterday was hands down the most horrible day of my existence. No kidding ( Read more... )

In Which Sarah Rants About Nothing In Particular ( Read more... )

I'm typing this in the lobby of a Comfort Inn. Yay me ( Read more... )

I feel like I'm being repeatedly stabbed in the uterus with a rusty fork. My doll STILL hasn't arrived in the mail yet, (although my dress did, so that's not so bad) and I'm really hungry.

I need some Gatorade, a cheese danish and a bag of Reese's Pieces, or I'm going to tear out somebody's eyes in a PMS-induced rage.

I'm quite pissed at my mother at the moment. She just made me get my hair trimmed. I can't even pull it back now the right way, and I liked the way I had it. All because we're going to a wedding. We're all going to be dressed like effing pirates, who's going to be looking at my hair?! She likes it, but I hate it. Thanks for messing up my hair.

Why must Advil take so long to work?! My cramps are killing me. >_Anyhoo, I played hooky from school today to help my mom get ready for her bunko party tonight. It's been pretty fun, we went to Party City for plates and stuff, and we got a cake and bread from Panera Bread, and I'm going to make pound cake and macaroon. Then I'm going to rent ( Read more... )