so now i don't have the internet. today has been one fucking mistake. everything bad that could have happened did. why did i bother waking up today? it's a long story. if you really want to to know call me. just tell me who you are. (619)501-1923. yeah. ask for frances.

hahahah. nothing is funny anymore.

Ok, so I'm updating at school. Bored. Out of work to do. Just opened geometry 2. Boring. I guess I'll just update for you here right now. I'm going to Arizona for the weekend, which was cut down from what was supposed to be a week trip. Nothing else is quite new, except that my cell phone is broken into a million pieces and you probably don't want ( Read more... )

I am sick of my lacking social life.

Parents. I'm so fucking sick of it. I SERIOUSLY CANNOT WAIT UNTIL I CAN DRIVE. EUGH. TAKING THE BUS ISN'T FUCKING HARD. My parents don't fucking trust me enough to let me take the bus 5 FUCKING MILES to jen's house. GODFUCKINGDAMMIT. And my grandmother doesn't fucking help much, being a fucking stingy whore with her money. All I asked for was five ( Read more... )

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I am soo utterly confused!

HAVING NO FRIENDS IS FUCKING FANTASTIC

I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I hate it
I HATE HIM.

HEY. I'm going to Arizona for the weekend. Well for 5 days. A week. Business week or whatever. I'm bringing my cell phone SO YOU FUCKERS BETTER CALL ME.

(619) 865-6209
JERKS!

NEVER TRUST THE LIVING.