i'm back, bitches.

my best friend is my rock.  j'adore mon amie, nicole lynn whiting.  her words of harsh but insightful wisdom are what keep me going through the day.  "at least we have each other"  yeah in this lonely litttle white apartment of ours, my bedroom.  it's quite beautiful really, the front room is clean.  i feel like an elephant, huge ( Read more... )

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THEY'RE PUTTING A CLUB PARIS IN CHARLOTTE NORTH CAROLINA. HOLY FUCKING SHIT. I FUCKING IDOLIZE PARIS HILTON. I'M GOING TO BE HITTING THAT SHIT UP EVERY NIGHT. ESPECIALLY OPENING NIGHT BECAUSE YOU KNOW THE PRINCESS HERSELF WILL BE THERE. i'm so lame, i have blonde hair now. :]]]]

JOKE OR NOT, I'M NOT A FUCKING PYSCHO.

i didn't like the da vinci code.
i've been waiting and waiting.
nearly crying at every commercial i saw for it.
while it stayed decently true to the book,
it wasn't as thrilling as i thought it would be.
and little things that didn't really need to be changed,
were changed..ughhhhh.
bye.

i think i will treat myself to morning time with the boy(hopefully), lunch with my mom, a good workout, and a manicure tomorrow, all before work.  maybe i can fit in a quick tanning session as well.

this journal is pretty much dead, no one reads/comments anymore.
i'm really not that into the internet anymore anyways, llamme.

i want these shoes so bad.

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me & robin are going to laguna beach this summer.
START PLANNING, just us. it will be amazing.

I'M SO PISSED THAT ZACH ISN'T GOING TO METRIC WITH ME ANYMORE. HE'S HAD THESE TICKETS FOR 3 MONTHS. i'm seriously really mad. we always go to shows like this together and now he has to miss it because of a dumb show that was scheduled 3 days ago.

ughhh, i'm so tired.

i like absolutely nothing in my life right now.
i am a lazy worthless fat bitch.
not to mention, one of the most insecure.
i think if i was dying, no one would really care.