she's a maverick, she's so smooth
I don't really feel like updating but I guess I will anyways.
Re-did my layout. Again. Because I'm that big of a waste and have no life.
Practice was good today. Realized I had spent all that time and energy last night working on my report that was due today for nothing. I stressed..for nothing. I freaked out..over nothing. Because, even though I did finish it, eventually..Guess what ladies and gentleman..I forgot to pass the damn thing in. How effing retarded am I. I don't even know. Augh.
So I really hope we still have our game tomorrow. I need it. If not I hope Dave can come over. My dad said he could..But Dave like isn't online so I guess I can't tell him. And he is like sleeping. So I don't want to call.
But if I don't get to see Dave and we don't have our game tomorrow will suck and I'll probably die. Then I have to work on Sunday. Fabulous. 9:30-5:30. The thought of that makes me want to kill someone. I hate work with a burning fiery passion.
My neck just cracked. Like seven times. Yummy.
Hmmm..What else..Not much. If we do have our game, anyone who can should come. It's at 3:30, and it's a home game.
Ally is a silly goose.
They're all ghetto. It's slightly depressing.
My favorite picture of Ally EVER.
He is always wearing The Sweatshirt. Even at the beach. Loser.
So I guess I'm done for the night.
I love you so much baby, I'm sorry I didn't get home earlier, I miss you and want to talk to you. I love you very much<3
Oh, P.S. I'm getting sick.