whoa i think i have whiplash..
so my best friend knows i now know about her secret trip to come see me this weekend.
she is pissed i know, but not at me. she is pissed at Kara for telling me.
but now i can openly talk about it.
i'm really excited about them coming. it will be Tana, Kara, and my sister.
they are gonna get here tomorrow by like, 5 PM and leave Monday morning.
so now i'm trying to devise a plan to get some money before Monday so i can have enough for gas to get to Florida and i will just go down there and live with Tana and get a job and pay her mom rent once i get money and then her and i could move out together once i save enough. i could sleep on her futon i wouldn't need my furniture. gah. my mom is being such a bitch. telling me i should slit my throat for gettin her the wrong cough medicine when she is a fucking RN and should go pick her own shit out. throwing in my face i am a drop out (who has a GED but she doesn't recognize that) so whatever. they tell me i should just get out but they don't want to help me get out. i know what i should have done. i should have not quit my job in Florida and stayed there and never even moved here. god i'm an idiot but there is really nothing i can do about it now so why even dwell on it.
in other news, i turned my head last night and gave myself whiplash. what the fuck. it hurts so bad, i turned my head so hard it broke right off my neck and rolled down my hallway and my cat started pawing at it like a toy.
ow.
she is pissed i know, but not at me. she is pissed at Kara for telling me.
but now i can openly talk about it.
i'm really excited about them coming. it will be Tana, Kara, and my sister.
they are gonna get here tomorrow by like, 5 PM and leave Monday morning.
so now i'm trying to devise a plan to get some money before Monday so i can have enough for gas to get to Florida and i will just go down there and live with Tana and get a job and pay her mom rent once i get money and then her and i could move out together once i save enough. i could sleep on her futon i wouldn't need my furniture. gah. my mom is being such a bitch. telling me i should slit my throat for gettin her the wrong cough medicine when she is a fucking RN and should go pick her own shit out. throwing in my face i am a drop out (who has a GED but she doesn't recognize that) so whatever. they tell me i should just get out but they don't want to help me get out. i know what i should have done. i should have not quit my job in Florida and stayed there and never even moved here. god i'm an idiot but there is really nothing i can do about it now so why even dwell on it.
in other news, i turned my head last night and gave myself whiplash. what the fuck. it hurts so bad, i turned my head so hard it broke right off my neck and rolled down my hallway and my cat started pawing at it like a toy.
ow.