So my day started out as an "I don't care day" hence the sweatpants, if ya saw me today. Fricken Prozac told me my shirt was too low, too low! I tought he meant too short (cuz my naval was showin). Nope...TOO LOW! I have worn skimpier shirts then what I wore today. One could not even see the top of my boobs in the shirt. Anyways...Prozac even makes ( Read more... )

I made it to ACCs. My mom was pretty pissed but o well ( Read more... )

I probably won't be attendin ACCs. My whore of a mother, never dreamed of callin her that, has decieded not to let me go. He reason for this is because I stated, and I quote, "I hate being home" making her deciede that Marching Band has taken up too much of my time and by keeping me from ACCs will change my mind about how much I HATE BEING HOME ( Read more... )

Today started out really good today, but then I hit the bumps ( Read more... )

Today went from bad to worse. If you don't like complaining...THE STOP READING ( Read more... )

::Music Fades In:: Guess who's Back...Back Again...Nessa's Back...Tell a Friend... ::Music Fades Out ( Read more... )