Whee
Never felt better. I have reached a point where I have just given up all hope more or less. If you want to fuck up your life good luck with it. Not my problem. I'll be here but I'm just going to be an apathetic. Anyways, this weekend. Drank so goddamn much saturday. Don't rememeber much, I do remember hitting on taylors already drunk sister and Diego waking me up at 6:00, 6:30, 6:45 and 7:05 till I took him home. Then I didn't do much the rest of the day I don't think. Went to work that night, then over to christens. I was bummed as shit but oh well I'm straight now. Then today I went to see Napolean Dynamite with Liz and Taylor Wilson today. It was funny as shit. It reminded me so much of me, oh well. Then I went home ate some hot dogs then went to kalahs where we watched American Wedding, aww, so cute, then we ended up getting into a fight over cookies and I tried to stick one in her mouth and she ended up trying to jack my organs and punching me in the face. So I hit her in the forehead, it was quite fun. We're cool though, it was dicking around, not actually fighting. It was fun. I have a fat lip now. Oh well. I tried to give her a wedgie but she was going commando so I laughed my ass off. Thats all for now.