the baby kicks when the beat slaps
i'm having a pretty good day so far. kind of busy, but pretty good. i've done like five loads of laundry, and i think i'm pretty ready for weekend.
i know my dad's going to flip out about me leaving town today until sunday, but dude, just because i'm pregnant doesn't mean i shouldn't have a life. he doesn't understand, i'm not out partying and doing hella drugs, i'm just hanging out with my friends and enjoying my social life. he's on the verge of kicking me out for leaving on the weekends, even though we had an agreement i could go to livermore on the weekends.
i'm just gonna try to be out of here by 3:30 so i don't catch his shit.
i'm thinking about dyeing my hair brown, is that a good idea? i'm sick of bleaching it.
i know my dad's going to flip out about me leaving town today until sunday, but dude, just because i'm pregnant doesn't mean i shouldn't have a life. he doesn't understand, i'm not out partying and doing hella drugs, i'm just hanging out with my friends and enjoying my social life. he's on the verge of kicking me out for leaving on the weekends, even though we had an agreement i could go to livermore on the weekends.
i'm just gonna try to be out of here by 3:30 so i don't catch his shit.
i'm thinking about dyeing my hair brown, is that a good idea? i'm sick of bleaching it.