This is bullshit.
So uh, I really don't wanna clean up downstairs. I really really really don't. Really don't. I don't like cleaning, and so I don't want to. But I guess I should? Because my mom wouldnt be too pleased if she came home to find beer bottles and cans and whatnot like EVERYWHERE. heh. So I should get on that, so I will...shortly.
I DID NOT want to go to work today. But I kinda had to. Actually...I didn't, because we were overstaffed, again. And so in all reality, I could've stayed home and slept all day. But then I would be broke. which is no fun. Indeed.
So had people over last night. It was a pretty decent time. I was sufficently intoxicated. uhh I remember playing Beer Pong a couple of times, watching anchorman, sorta playing Disney Trivial Persuit, talking with James and Adam...and then me and James talking in my room for like an hour. Which was weird. I remember some of the shit that we said, but not all of it. And it has left me going "what the hell?" and OF COURSE, he PROMISED to call me today, and he won't, because he never does. I don't expect him to anymore. Even if he does promise. He's a fuck tard like that. We had talks. About how he does like me but he was fucking this other girl but he's willing to forsake her for me, and all this other crap. I really think it was a load of bullshit to tell you the truth. But you know, whatever. Bret called me a few times, VERY VERY drunk, just to tell me that he loves me. Interesting eh? I just went and picked his ass up from work and took him to mcdonalds for lunch because I am nice like that. And we're probably gonna do something when he gets out of work. Possibly. We'll see. Bleh.
Bullshit.
I DID NOT want to go to work today. But I kinda had to. Actually...I didn't, because we were overstaffed, again. And so in all reality, I could've stayed home and slept all day. But then I would be broke. which is no fun. Indeed.
So had people over last night. It was a pretty decent time. I was sufficently intoxicated. uhh I remember playing Beer Pong a couple of times, watching anchorman, sorta playing Disney Trivial Persuit, talking with James and Adam...and then me and James talking in my room for like an hour. Which was weird. I remember some of the shit that we said, but not all of it. And it has left me going "what the hell?" and OF COURSE, he PROMISED to call me today, and he won't, because he never does. I don't expect him to anymore. Even if he does promise. He's a fuck tard like that. We had talks. About how he does like me but he was fucking this other girl but he's willing to forsake her for me, and all this other crap. I really think it was a load of bullshit to tell you the truth. But you know, whatever. Bret called me a few times, VERY VERY drunk, just to tell me that he loves me. Interesting eh? I just went and picked his ass up from work and took him to mcdonalds for lunch because I am nice like that. And we're probably gonna do something when he gets out of work. Possibly. We'll see. Bleh.
Bullshit.