someone wake up and go to brunch with me!
wow, this last week has been a drunken high haze. I really have a hard time remembering what happened on which day etc. i am looking forward to spending this next week in the library and doing work. i have so much work to do, so many things to take care of. i have the spaghetti dinner on wednesday, and i am sooooo worried that no one will come and it will be a HUGE failure. plus it doesnt help that i am going to be doing all the cooking by myself, i am so so so nervous that something will go wrong and everyone will blame me since i put the whole thing on, pretty much by myself...
...and i have broken my 5th phone since 9th grade or whenever i got a cell phone, the same way as always, spilling something on it (in this case vodka) the big screen isn't working and the other screen is working a little bit, it is still usable, but i cant text message or see who i'm calling and whose calling me, so that kinda sucks. i'm going to the store to see what can be done, but i am prepared to just use this no screen phone until i can get an upgrade or whatever, which really really stinks. it just blows because if my mom had remembered to bring my chrager like she was supposed to, my phone would have been chraging and not in my purse, fuuuuuucking mommy...
anyways, i am just not in a very good mood, i want a prince chraming to sweep in and buy me a new phone, study with me, and cuddle me to sleep...if jeff were here, he'd do all of that, but he lives in stupid long island and i HATE it.
...and i have broken my 5th phone since 9th grade or whenever i got a cell phone, the same way as always, spilling something on it (in this case vodka) the big screen isn't working and the other screen is working a little bit, it is still usable, but i cant text message or see who i'm calling and whose calling me, so that kinda sucks. i'm going to the store to see what can be done, but i am prepared to just use this no screen phone until i can get an upgrade or whatever, which really really stinks. it just blows because if my mom had remembered to bring my chrager like she was supposed to, my phone would have been chraging and not in my purse, fuuuuuucking mommy...
anyways, i am just not in a very good mood, i want a prince chraming to sweep in and buy me a new phone, study with me, and cuddle me to sleep...if jeff were here, he'd do all of that, but he lives in stupid long island and i HATE it.