hoez.
so today's my mom's birthday & i'm supposed to be somewhere with my dad's side of the family, but only my dad went, so he can "give them a piece of his mind." did they honestly think that we'd actually go? 16 years, and now they want to be all lovey dovey and know who i am. well, fuck that. the only reason i'd like to go is so i can ask them why all of a sudden they care. my "aunt" debbie called before and it was weird. i was like, hello? and she was like hey courtney? and i was like nope, ashley. and she was like oh, this is debbie. and i was like oh? (because that helped me know who she was) and she was like, your aunt. and i started to laugh, but she didn't hear me. she said that she was hoping she could see me & my brother and sister later, but my brother's down the shore, but whatev, and she said that all my cousins were down and we would all meet and they wanted to see us and stuff. and i was like oh, right. too bad i'm going out at 4:30. it'd be nice to know who these people actually are, that way if i pass them on the street one day, i know that it's my cousin or something. that'd be nice.
bitches and hoez, this is gayness to the max.
but i'm going to the blue claws game with alex, brit, daria and other people tonight, and that's cool.
i have the doctor for my knee on tuesday, and that sucks, because i'm still not better
i hope my dad flips a bitch on them today.
i bet they don't even know how old i am. or what color my hair is. or my middle name. or anything else like that that family members are supposed to know.
the end.