Here, there, everywhere.
Well I was just going to put a pleasant little update on here, so everybody knows I'm still alive...Haha suckers, thought i was gone huh :-D. But then I read the past few entries on my friends page...Now I'm gonna bitch.
I don't understand how Lindsey can sit there and bitch about my actions. For one, you don't fuck with my friends, you fuck with them you fuck with me...She should know that by now. For two, I did oversleep on Sunday, and it had a great deal to do with the night before...And I haven't told everybody, so quit your fucking bitching. I am who I am, if you don't like it I'm sorry. I've never changed before, I don't intend on starting.
Well, next wednesday is my last day as a Blockbuster employee. A lot of shit went down the past few days, and now like half the staff is quitting. I really hope that I'm a shoe in for the job at Kwik-Fill, that'd be great! I could work with my Shanna Collen LaLonie Johnson...I hope I spelled that right!
I love my Patrick Anthony Carson bunches and bunches. Things are starting to look good for us again...*crosses fingers*
I have come to realize that the word highschool is derived from the word DRAMA...Since I've graduated, life has changed in so many ways. It wasn't worth everything we went through, and I'm so glad it's over. I went in there the other day and was talking to Freddy and he was yelling at me because I smelled like smoke, he told me that the smoking age is 21, the only right you have at 18 is to vote. I love Freddy to pieces.
I got a new car as many of you know. It's a 92 Toyota Tercel...stick...It's my baby. I don't get to drive it when Pat and i are together though...I don't even bother trying anymore, I just let him drive. He's getting really good at driving standard though, I'm proud of him. Plus, I have a new clutch so that makes things harder to learn in.
I found these keychains at the Dollar Tree the other day, I want to get them for all my friends. They say "I'm I'm to drunk and shouldn't drive, take these keys and keep me alive"
God how I miss Mike. Lindz and I stopped there the other day, we took a whole bunch of glass and we're going to put it in a shot glass that says RIP Mike and leave it on our kitchen table so anytime anybody thinks about drinking and driving they can look at that.
I just hope everything turns out ok in the end...With everything going on right now, I just really want to hop on a plane to Arizona. My mom and step-dad are splittin up, my grandpa's dying...Life's a big ol' shithole. Fuck it.
My friends are what's keeping me on my feet. My Jo, Dewayne, Shanna, Max, Patrick, Ian, Al, Heather, Michelle, Haile, My Moms, My mom from Jamestown ;), Bry, Mel, Amanda, Jessica, ya know, the crew.
I don't understand how Lindsey can sit there and bitch about my actions. For one, you don't fuck with my friends, you fuck with them you fuck with me...She should know that by now. For two, I did oversleep on Sunday, and it had a great deal to do with the night before...And I haven't told everybody, so quit your fucking bitching. I am who I am, if you don't like it I'm sorry. I've never changed before, I don't intend on starting.
Well, next wednesday is my last day as a Blockbuster employee. A lot of shit went down the past few days, and now like half the staff is quitting. I really hope that I'm a shoe in for the job at Kwik-Fill, that'd be great! I could work with my Shanna Collen LaLonie Johnson...I hope I spelled that right!
I love my Patrick Anthony Carson bunches and bunches. Things are starting to look good for us again...*crosses fingers*
I have come to realize that the word highschool is derived from the word DRAMA...Since I've graduated, life has changed in so many ways. It wasn't worth everything we went through, and I'm so glad it's over. I went in there the other day and was talking to Freddy and he was yelling at me because I smelled like smoke, he told me that the smoking age is 21, the only right you have at 18 is to vote. I love Freddy to pieces.
I got a new car as many of you know. It's a 92 Toyota Tercel...stick...It's my baby. I don't get to drive it when Pat and i are together though...I don't even bother trying anymore, I just let him drive. He's getting really good at driving standard though, I'm proud of him. Plus, I have a new clutch so that makes things harder to learn in.
I found these keychains at the Dollar Tree the other day, I want to get them for all my friends. They say "I'm I'm to drunk and shouldn't drive, take these keys and keep me alive"
God how I miss Mike. Lindz and I stopped there the other day, we took a whole bunch of glass and we're going to put it in a shot glass that says RIP Mike and leave it on our kitchen table so anytime anybody thinks about drinking and driving they can look at that.
I just hope everything turns out ok in the end...With everything going on right now, I just really want to hop on a plane to Arizona. My mom and step-dad are splittin up, my grandpa's dying...Life's a big ol' shithole. Fuck it.
My friends are what's keeping me on my feet. My Jo, Dewayne, Shanna, Max, Patrick, Ian, Al, Heather, Michelle, Haile, My Moms, My mom from Jamestown ;), Bry, Mel, Amanda, Jessica, ya know, the crew.