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i feel lazy and disgusting...i didnt go to my 9 am class and my 11 am class was cancelled so i just got up. and i really really really need to take a shower. i need to write a paper for friday, do my toe nails, hall meeting at 9 30, and then lil sis induction night at 10...ahhh and i dont know what to wear. i cant decide.
heres something im upset about: they fucking built a house in the empty lot on highland pointe. THOSE STUPID MOTHERFUCKERS!! i wanted rachel to see it, so saturday night around 1 or 2 we went up and i could not believe my eyes. thats sad. i bet a lot of people were pissed off. but then we found harold buttfucker IV, a plastic pumpkin. but then matt king really made me mad pulling the same shit he used to pull and i realized nothing will ever change with him. i cant believe i forgot how stupid he is.
then last night i had a dream that michele and i were in rachel and whitney's room (which was really our room and we were at GSU instead of VSU) and michele was on my phone talking to someone and i went to the bathroom. when i came back, she told me matt king had died. so immediately i start bawling my eyes out. it was so real, i could totally feel myself losing total control and crying my fucking head off. so of course the first thing i do is go to kevins house (wow shocker) and his house was beautiful. scott didnt live there either. his mom actually did but she was always gone on business trips or some shit and she looked like my 4th grade teacher. i wasnt crying as much at this point but when i woke up, it still didnt register in my head that it was just a dream. so i was still extremely upset. my dreams are weird.
anyway, i miss kevin. what else is new.
"you are. . . and nothing else compares"
we had a lot of fun with ryan and his friend saturday night, but he never shut the fuck up about himself. it really bothered me. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
last night was really fun. wild adventures was open to VSU students for free from 5-12 pm and so rachel and i went and hit up all the halloween shit. scarrrrry. we love being scared. i got her to ride the little shitter roller coaster. she hates them. we saw the 'usher' guy too. hahaha.
i need to do something productive...so here goes...........