My aunt made me promise to only keep the amount of shoes that would fit on my shoe rack...therefore I stuffed all of my flipflops in a container. They don't count. It's been a weird few days for me. I've forgotten how it feels to be broke. I think it's definitely something I need to get used to. I don't know how I will afford Chicago. It's ( Read more... )

CRAZIEST WEEK OF MY LIFE. The drama keeps coming.

Me and Sara just spent the last 10 minutes sliding down the stairs in nylons.

I have really amazing people in my life. Thank god there are some genuine straightforward, real people in my life. Thanksgiving resolution: No more shit talking, stop worrying about getting REALLY hurt and just trust. Here we go. I love starting over 6 times a year.

I am extremely homesick. All I want to do is watch E! and go to bed, but my remote and tv are broken and the tv is stuck on dateline. They're stting up pedifiles and arresting them...it's really graphic. It makes me squeemish. Blah.

No more hesitation about Caylee. I had so much fun with that girl lastnight. She's in. All the way.

My insurance company says that I can go ahead with pump training tomorrow. I've decided to name my pump Roger. I can't wait for you all to meet Roger.

Bobby needs to quit being a child and treat my sister right. I'm about ready to snap. I know how she felt when Nick fucked with me now...and I understand wanting to hurt someone who is really cool under normal circumstances. All of these boys need to quit fucking up with my favorites!

Can someone please design windshield wipers to maintain a constant beat. I get so excited when they're on beat, and so pissed when they lose it.

iIIIIIIIII just napped from 5-now. I don't feel very good. I should try to force myself back to sleep. I'm not sure I can. Fuuuuuuuck. I got a job at Hot Topic. HOLLER!!! This will be fun for the next few months finally. I hated BestBuy with all of my everything.