Weekend
So, this was a long weekend for me. I worked a good 20 hrs. out of 59. Not only that, I was thrust in to positions I have yet to be trained for. I had a spat with a friend, which I'm sorry about, but we'll leave that alone. I hung out at the Rendezvous, and Courtney's, met a few people, but their names elude me. Cars a bitch still, I've been looking an over-price thunderbird. I have a mystery bruise on my chest, it wouldn't bother me if I knew why. Dad's an asshole still. I'm about to pick up my old exercise routine, I'll be in pain, and I'll have to buy new pants. Put myself on a limb, I don't regret it. Met drunks at Robyn's, her moms lesbian friend is hot. All of my joints hurt from working nine hours straight though. I still have to do my homework. But even with all of that, I got to hang out with my friends just a little bit, and I'm a happy person.