God dammit

[bradnon]

My weekend summed up:

FRIDAY
-Work lasted till 10:30 on Friday
+Crashed at Josh's house

SATURDAY
-Woke up early for work at 9:30
+Listened to Frank Sinatra wile getting ready for Prom
+Got to see Nicky looking beautiful in her dress
-Our driver had no idea how to drive
+Listened to sweet music at Prom
+Made and ass of myself a few times
------Sunndenly had a mood swing and the night started sucking
+Went to Denny's and had Milkshakes
+Went to Ken's
--Had yet another fucking mood swing
-Went to bed in a shitty mood

SUNDAY
-Went downstairs to find my girlfriend laying on top of Josh
-Had Nicky come upstairs after me and try and get me to tell her what was wrong
-Cried... a lot
-Had Nicky decide that being downstairs was more important
-Slept the rest of the note alone and depressed
--------------------------------Woke up and went downstairs to find Nicky SLEEPING ON JOSH
-Had to pretty much yell at Nicky to get off him
-got home in a shitty mood
-Had to spell out what was wrong to Nicky
-------Proved that talking to people about my problems is a waste and really DOESN'T change shit
-Went to work in the shittiest mood EVER

yee-fucking-ha. I can't wait for this bullshit to be over. If today can get ANY worse, then fucking shoot me in the eyes.