Fuck the whole fucking world. Fuck.
Um... Yeah. I'm eating a WHOLE FUCKING BUCKET OF ICE CREAM. Just... in one of those moods. I need a Marci fix. Nut my Boifriend is nowhere to be found. I'll try calling him again after I update, and then I'll call Marci. Not much to update, really. My birthday is in two days. I'll be eighteen, and I'm getting *officially* kicked out two weeks after that. So I need $. Lyek, hella bad.
So I took this chinese horoscope thing(which has nothing at all to do with China), and the results are as follows:
- I am in love with Hannah.
- I am closest to Marci.
- Steve knows me best.
- Kenny is my lucky star
- I like Amber, but it would never work out.
- My song with Hannah: With You by Jessica Simpson
- My song with Amber: Toxic by Britney Spears
- The song that tells the most about my mind: Wait by Everday Sunday
- And the song that tells most about me is LIVING DEAD GIRL! WTF? How does that makes sense? Marci says it's because I'm a reincarnated girl.
Well, nothing else to post. Later, ma bitches.