...think i'll eat some worms
I keep reading peoples journals and calling people like a madman. the same thing happens every summer. mom makes me babysit maxx every week day from 9-6, which means that while i do laundry and dishes and sit around and stare at all the dirty, needs-to-be-cleaned things in my house, everyone else is having fun. hanging out with friends. making friends. having lives. then i get home to my dads house and people call and ask if i can hang out and dad says "not to late" and there goes my plans. then i end up laying down and falling asleep and ten and later go cry on livejournals shoulder about how sad and lonely i am. boo hoo. i need to just srop feeling sorry for myslef.
so last night i threw myself a pity party. it was so much fun. everyone was invited but no one wanted to come. the wambulence came because i was being such a brat who feels bad for her self and makes all the livejournal readers hear about it. then i took an hour long bath and felt much better.
so last night i threw myself a pity party. it was so much fun. everyone was invited but no one wanted to come. the wambulence came because i was being such a brat who feels bad for her self and makes all the livejournal readers hear about it. then i took an hour long bath and felt much better.