there aint a whole lot that you can do
this week is WIZZING by. we got junior shirts today. theyre freaking comfortable.
some fun was had at the heathers today. i still dont feel right. but i think they all had fun. rebecca, lauren, claire, desy, brooklyn and carrie came. we watched mean girls, which i had never seen, so that was good. it was really funny. i liked it a lot. and a drank a real good snapple at heathers house. it was so good. i drank it in 3m4 seconds.
im so tired. i havent seen my kelsey in two days... and i LIVE with her. explain that.
oh yeah, im pretty sure everyone knows by now, but yeah my house got broke into on monday morning around ten o clock. a butt loads of stuff was taken. like: 3 laptops, 1 monitor, 2 cds, like 8ish DVD's, 2 pillowcases, 15 dollars, 1 printer, ummmmmmmm 1 GPS, 1 cd player, 1 boom box, 1 mp3 player..... i really dont remember what else. they smashed a window in the living room and slid it open. whatever. its not anything that wont be replaced. it really doesnt affect me that much personally. it just bothers me that someone was like in my stuff looking around. oh well. whatever.
danielle hamrick was my best friend in fourth grade, now she is a bitch. good job collins hill, you got another one.
i talked to doug last night for a long time. that was a good thing. and me and brandon had a real conversation. hes cooler in my head now.
i wore a skirt today. outcome: "oh my god! youre a girl!!" -michelle powell
im pretty sure this in a pointless entry, but who cares? thats not the point. the point is for me to write what i feel and what i want. and i like doing it.
im about to pass out.
my mom is ridiculous. shes actually not that bad of a person when shes being herself. but lately shes being kathy times about three. and i cant handle all that. shes worse than marye. SO many questions that are irrelevant and will change NOTHING. like we're on the way to quiznos tonight and shes like "So, what do you plan on ordering?" what the fuck difference does it make? and if i make a smart ass comment she thinks im being 'depressed' i really just HATE pointless questions more than ANYTHING in the the world. oh well.
i think george is home.
im really about to die.
some fun was had at the heathers today. i still dont feel right. but i think they all had fun. rebecca, lauren, claire, desy, brooklyn and carrie came. we watched mean girls, which i had never seen, so that was good. it was really funny. i liked it a lot. and a drank a real good snapple at heathers house. it was so good. i drank it in 3m4 seconds.
im so tired. i havent seen my kelsey in two days... and i LIVE with her. explain that.
oh yeah, im pretty sure everyone knows by now, but yeah my house got broke into on monday morning around ten o clock. a butt loads of stuff was taken. like: 3 laptops, 1 monitor, 2 cds, like 8ish DVD's, 2 pillowcases, 15 dollars, 1 printer, ummmmmmmm 1 GPS, 1 cd player, 1 boom box, 1 mp3 player..... i really dont remember what else. they smashed a window in the living room and slid it open. whatever. its not anything that wont be replaced. it really doesnt affect me that much personally. it just bothers me that someone was like in my stuff looking around. oh well. whatever.
danielle hamrick was my best friend in fourth grade, now she is a bitch. good job collins hill, you got another one.
i talked to doug last night for a long time. that was a good thing. and me and brandon had a real conversation. hes cooler in my head now.
i wore a skirt today. outcome: "oh my god! youre a girl!!" -michelle powell
im pretty sure this in a pointless entry, but who cares? thats not the point. the point is for me to write what i feel and what i want. and i like doing it.
im about to pass out.
my mom is ridiculous. shes actually not that bad of a person when shes being herself. but lately shes being kathy times about three. and i cant handle all that. shes worse than marye. SO many questions that are irrelevant and will change NOTHING. like we're on the way to quiznos tonight and shes like "So, what do you plan on ordering?" what the fuck difference does it make? and if i make a smart ass comment she thinks im being 'depressed' i really just HATE pointless questions more than ANYTHING in the the world. oh well.
i think george is home.
im really about to die.