Whatevs...
So, I havn't written in here lately. My computer is dumb and won't let me pull up the LiveJournal page, and my folks` computer is just...gay. So I'm on my pops` computer. Let's just hope he doesn't get home anytime soon, cause he hates me being on his computer. Well, lets see, what's happened since the last time I posted? Well, me and Briana were SUPPOSED to be going to Sea World, but Brandon couldn't take us, and he really won't be able to now (I'll tell ya later). I've got a crush =). So much for going the whole summer without liking someone. Can't tell ya who it is though =D. Um, that's about it. Me and Briana have just been hanging around Mario's with him and Tracy lately. Okay, so now about Brandon. He came down..um, I don't remember. Okay, now I do, June 16th. It is now June 22nd, and the asshole is missing in action. My mom gave him her credit card and medicine perscription this morning, and Melissa gave him her check, her $400 check to be exact, to deposit. Well, he had Melissa's phone, and I guess my mom and Melissa called it and no one answered, so they came home on their lunch break. When they came home, of course, they woke me up, and asked me when I saw Brandon last. Then they looked around the room and shit, and I guess he left the phone, took both pairs of his shoes, and his new clothes that my mom bought him (whole wardrobe, over $80). Oh, and get this, not only did he take that, but, we counted my mom's pain pills, and he took 40 of them, plus another bottle. Yeah, talk about fucking addiction. Then, not only that, we looked at Melissa's balance in the bank, and well, it doesn't show that it was deoposited, but what it does show is a whole bunch of $60 withdraws, that she sure as hell didn't do. I just don't know anymore. Does he not realize that he's making things worse by doing what he's doing? Well, all I know is that the 4th of July weekend, me, my mom, my dad, the boys, my aunt, my uncle, and probably Melissa (cause my mom won't let her stay home) are going to Jacksonville. I don't know if my pops` is going..hopefully not. Anyways, Pensacola is only like, what? 3 hours away from there? So, my mom said that we (me, my mom, Melissa, my aunt Vicky, Rosalinda, and Lisa) might just have to take a trip there. Which, you know, wouldn't bother me, cause I'd get the chance to cuss everyone up there, who caused all of this shit to happen, out. <--I don't know if that makes sence, but whatevs. I just don't know what to do with my life anymore. If it's not one thing happening that's screwing everything up, it's another. And right now, it's two things. But I can't really tell you the other, cause it has to do with a person who reads this, and I don't want her to know, cause yeah, I just don't. But if you IM me or Email me or something I'll probably tell you if I feel like it. Well, I'm out, I have to take a shower, let my hair dry, and then straighten it. Then I'm probably gonna go to the movies with Kelsey. Later.
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