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my computer crashed.
i'm dieing without it.
i went to the mall with Ky monday...not knowing it closed early on july 4th- but we were there long enough to look at all the sex toys in spencers and talk to the dude working there about how fucked it was that they actually took the time to put nutritional facts on the candy thong.
anyways i ended up getting a beat box purse.
mega.
last weekend we had a fucking monster of a storm and my room flooded. im the messiest person alive and have everything on the floor & under my bed. its all ruined. the past few days ive been throwing it all away. its been greatly depressing.
so kyle calls me tuesday and wants to go to the movies wednesday. we talked around 5 and he says he wants to go to the 5:30 movie. i wasn't ready. he said 7:30 was to late/i might be doing something later/my sister something something something blahhh....whatever we could just go another night and it was cool. he says we could go tonight instead and he would call me. did he call? no.
fuck that shit.