Crew, Crew, Crew.
Just got home from props crew, majorly fun with Jenn and AL, hopeuflly I behave well enough for them to put me in running crew! I'm in a good mood...which is good, I went to school today pissed out my ass. My dads a jerk sometimes he thinks is cool to insult me in frount of my boyfriend, just when I was starting to think he grew up enough to stop doing that. He acts all manly and embarasses me to the max, but now I got him back by the fact that he will never see my boyfriend again, ever, again. ha bastard suck it. But I think matt got a kick out of the fact that a 300 pound italian father doesn't intiminate me whatsoever. Meh meh, yesterday I got to see meet the fockers tho, prior to the yelling match at applebees (as desribed above). Of corse my whole body was laying across matt because, my feet can't touch the floors in movies who knows why, most likley because I have add and am afraid of someone grabbing them from under the movie theater seat. Who in the hell would crawl down there anyways.. love my faggotholeness, that only I possess. Found out I have to move by march 15th a month earlier then I thought, errr not to cool. But other then that nothing going on, I'm home alone for the night, and I have to go pee and do my homework so byyyeeeee
<3 Sara
<3 Sara