Another day, Another party, Another hangover!
I had a crazy weekend. It was fun, but i couldn't do what I wanted to do. I had a birthday party w/ my brother on saturday. It was funny b/c I didn't plain on my mother's husband's son and girlfriend being there.(got it?) It was cool. The only thing was that the boys that were there were really fucking w/me.They really pissed me off. Then yesterday, after spending a lovely day w/ my two best friends, I came in and ate a piece of the cake. I watched T.V and talked on the phone w/ the two best friends. It started getting late and I told myself that I was going to write my boyfriend. As I was writing, I started to get depressed. Then I remember that Terry(Mother's husband)saved me half of the drink. I drunk the vakoa and went to sleep. It was some of the best sleep I ever had. Now my head is killing me. Maybe thats why I had that crazy dream about prom!! Ill holla!