yeah, these 13 hour days are surely going to be the death of me.
one of our 4 traumas called was a 15 year old girl who got shot in the chest i think, and died. cops and the gang task force. what fun saginaw is. i think i'm going to take a vicodin. i just might need a new career.

quit it.

yeah, that's about it. i didn't do anything wrong. right?

eh, one night outa five off that i actually had a good time.
detroit rock city.
dorkwave it self wasn't that great, but i had fun overall.
avoided the creepy guy.
met a couple of bri's friends.
seemed nice.
didn't have to sleep in the car, that was good.
i'm just glad we didn't drive over 2 hundred miles and have a suck ass time.
thank effin

i am sick.
so is pee wee.
but he has terry to take care of him.
not fair.

so i don't understand people. i mean there are people out there who are really not that interesting. in fact, some are down right annoying. yet people think they're great. they seem to get pretty much what they want too. i don't really like you and i don't like this town. i don't know what you want. i don't know what someone needs to be to be ( Read more... )

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friday.
got really drunk.
drank from 9:30p to like 1p.
regrets.
i shouldn't be let out of my house without supervision.
sorry if i said or did something fantastically embarassing or mean. sounds like something i would do.
i hate when i get out of control and then actually remember parts of it.
that's the worst.

so for the first time in days, i feel like crying ( Read more... )