I'm Legal!
SO yeah. . . i'm officially legal. yay. for my big 18, i went out to chunky's with aubrey and noel and saw the brother's grimm, which i liked. and then i found free bowling coupons in my wallet that hadn't expired yet, so we went bowling. luckily there were three coupons, and three of us. yay. Then i went home. chilled out for a while. Talked to tony and he came over. we decided to try to get some people together to go to the movies. We ended up with keely. but that's cool cuz keely's awesome. We saw the 40 year old virgin. it was HILARIOUS! yay. so moving on.
Friday september 2nd. . . i got my tattoo. it's cute. i'm happy about it. it kinda looks like this only a bit different ***(*** i think it's funny i can kinda do it on the computer. anywho. . . i went with brandon and keely. it was fun. on the way home i felt like i was stoned. which was a pretty nifty side effect. bought soap and bacitracin. Went to wendy's and while we were there i asked the lady behind the counter how shaylah was doing, being back at work and all. She laughed and said shaylah only lasted about a week and a half being back and then she quit again. This is probably why she's been avoiding me. which i hate to say this, but that's really fucking scummy!
people suck. i hate everyone. i hate my family right now too. They're being fucking stupid. I hate how they set me up for failure. they do it all the time. they really do. it's like "we're gonna teach our daughter that failure is okay. we're gonna teach our daughter that it's okay to let people take advantage of her." so on and so forth. and i love how they'er uber two-faced. they tell me to my face that i'm going to succeed. . . and that i'm perfect how i am, but as i'm typing i can hear my dad in the other room talking to my uncle dan about how he has doubts about me and he jsut said "she's going to end up back here with us for the rest of her life. I really don't think she'll make it on her own." see, now i'm angry again. grrrrr.
Friday september 2nd. . . i got my tattoo. it's cute. i'm happy about it. it kinda looks like this only a bit different ***(*** i think it's funny i can kinda do it on the computer. anywho. . . i went with brandon and keely. it was fun. on the way home i felt like i was stoned. which was a pretty nifty side effect. bought soap and bacitracin. Went to wendy's and while we were there i asked the lady behind the counter how shaylah was doing, being back at work and all. She laughed and said shaylah only lasted about a week and a half being back and then she quit again. This is probably why she's been avoiding me. which i hate to say this, but that's really fucking scummy!
people suck. i hate everyone. i hate my family right now too. They're being fucking stupid. I hate how they set me up for failure. they do it all the time. they really do. it's like "we're gonna teach our daughter that failure is okay. we're gonna teach our daughter that it's okay to let people take advantage of her." so on and so forth. and i love how they'er uber two-faced. they tell me to my face that i'm going to succeed. . . and that i'm perfect how i am, but as i'm typing i can hear my dad in the other room talking to my uncle dan about how he has doubts about me and he jsut said "she's going to end up back here with us for the rest of her life. I really don't think she'll make it on her own." see, now i'm angry again. grrrrr.