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so, this is to update some people on my weekend that they wanted to know about. and just other general stuff.
friday
so firday i went the emo fair with leanne and her bf. came home early cause the bastarts had to leave, and played war craft for waaaaaay to long, then watched a movie... in the end stayed up till 4am.
saturday
so of course i woke up late. did not much for the rest of the day, untill it was time to go. picked up kael around 8 and went for some food, then to tysons brothers weding social. oh yes, i got my drink on. so we hung around the social till about 1230ish, then it was off to warp 9. i don't think i'm ever going to go there agian. i had done nothing that night, just showed up with the people i went with, and kept to myself. so me and tyson were heading to the dance floor, when some cunt decides to put her elbow into my chest and push me. now stuff like this sometimes happenes when it's really packes, but this is fort, and there was at least 5 feet on each side of me... yeah... i'm a little pissed about that one, but i let it go. so now comes the time to leave. as we are going out the door, another dumb cunt pushes me again! i'm really really really sick of this town. i did nothing at all and have never seen these girls before. what the fuck. so we start walking. and walking, and walking. we were looking for a party, but didn't really find one. so... mark goes home, and we get to tysons. we sit there for a little while, then me and kael leave. we get to andrews, where he was suposed to sleep, but andrews mom was on the portch where he had planed on sleeping (i should also mention that that night was the first time me and andrew have talked in probably 4-5 years... really bad falling out). so that was kinda akward for me. then we walked... to my car. i've never slept in my car before, but it wasn't that bad. we woke up around 9 and went to find a shadier place to sleep cause the sun was getting bright. made a pit stop at tims, and went to get my wallet, to find it missing. so i start freaking out. me and kael then ran around town looking at all the places where i could have left it. now my wallet has never fallen out of my purse before, so when it's not found, i'm thinking... maybe the stupid cunt who pushed me outside stole it cause i was drunk and confused. so a police report was made, i droped kael back off at andrews. and head home. i guess this is sunday now
sunday
on the drive home, i run into my parents as they are leaving... someone called, they found my wallet. right fucking on. so i get home, sleep on the couch for a while, then go to bed downstairs for a while... wake up at 330... oh yes. procede to get ready, and go to mary-graces farwell bbq. stay there for a bit, then go home. get my stuff together, and head to kaels for gyros. on the way i went to pick up my wallet. i like going to his house for dinner. it's always good. hung out there for a while, then went home. that's really it. and now i still want to kill the guys at work. i dread everymorining when i wake up cause i know i have to go to work. i hate how it's become this. other than that, ummm, stuff? i'm gonna go... do something.. yeah, like paint. painting is good. laters!
friday
so firday i went the emo fair with leanne and her bf. came home early cause the bastarts had to leave, and played war craft for waaaaaay to long, then watched a movie... in the end stayed up till 4am.
saturday
so of course i woke up late. did not much for the rest of the day, untill it was time to go. picked up kael around 8 and went for some food, then to tysons brothers weding social. oh yes, i got my drink on. so we hung around the social till about 1230ish, then it was off to warp 9. i don't think i'm ever going to go there agian. i had done nothing that night, just showed up with the people i went with, and kept to myself. so me and tyson were heading to the dance floor, when some cunt decides to put her elbow into my chest and push me. now stuff like this sometimes happenes when it's really packes, but this is fort, and there was at least 5 feet on each side of me... yeah... i'm a little pissed about that one, but i let it go. so now comes the time to leave. as we are going out the door, another dumb cunt pushes me again! i'm really really really sick of this town. i did nothing at all and have never seen these girls before. what the fuck. so we start walking. and walking, and walking. we were looking for a party, but didn't really find one. so... mark goes home, and we get to tysons. we sit there for a little while, then me and kael leave. we get to andrews, where he was suposed to sleep, but andrews mom was on the portch where he had planed on sleeping (i should also mention that that night was the first time me and andrew have talked in probably 4-5 years... really bad falling out). so that was kinda akward for me. then we walked... to my car. i've never slept in my car before, but it wasn't that bad. we woke up around 9 and went to find a shadier place to sleep cause the sun was getting bright. made a pit stop at tims, and went to get my wallet, to find it missing. so i start freaking out. me and kael then ran around town looking at all the places where i could have left it. now my wallet has never fallen out of my purse before, so when it's not found, i'm thinking... maybe the stupid cunt who pushed me outside stole it cause i was drunk and confused. so a police report was made, i droped kael back off at andrews. and head home. i guess this is sunday now
sunday
on the drive home, i run into my parents as they are leaving... someone called, they found my wallet. right fucking on. so i get home, sleep on the couch for a while, then go to bed downstairs for a while... wake up at 330... oh yes. procede to get ready, and go to mary-graces farwell bbq. stay there for a bit, then go home. get my stuff together, and head to kaels for gyros. on the way i went to pick up my wallet. i like going to his house for dinner. it's always good. hung out there for a while, then went home. that's really it. and now i still want to kill the guys at work. i dread everymorining when i wake up cause i know i have to go to work. i hate how it's become this. other than that, ummm, stuff? i'm gonna go... do something.. yeah, like paint. painting is good. laters!