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This week and weekend were slightly eventful. I didn't really do much but I suppose I have some stuff to talk about. First due to all of the teacher/administration/student drama going on at my school we had off tuesday. I took advantage and went to south street with Allison and Vanessa. It was the best time to go, there was no one there at all, I loved it. Then I had no school thursday and friday because of some meetings. Thursday night I went to my moms and then later hung out with Derek and his friend. Then on friday my mom and I went shopping and I blew two weeks worth of money on clothes. I needed them though so it was okay, I had no clothes but thanks to Bob Evans I am now able to dress myself :D. That night I stayed home and slept, then woke up and went to work. Sat. night I slept some more then woke up at 12ish and Matt, Dan, and Steve came over for a few hours. They left around 3:00, I went to sleep at 4:00 and woke up at 9:00am for work. On my way to work this morning I got the lovely news from my stepmom that my brother told my dad I do drugs to try and get my dad off of his back about everything and about not telling my dad where he was last night. For those of you who don't know my brother he is a little 14 year old cock sucking bastard with a bad mouth whose only vocabulary word is 'fuck.' My stepmom yelled at my brother apparently, and then yelled at my dad for questioning my brother "what kind of drugs." Are you fucking kidding me? Everything that comes out of my brothers mouth is a lie, and everyone in my family knows that, so why would my dad even question some bullshit my brother made up. It makes me so angry just thinking about it. I don't even talk to my brother, we hate each other. The only conversation we have is about where the cordless phones at. Work ended up not being too bad, today it went by fast. Just as I was about to leave though I went outside to make a phone call and these two guys in this truck that I had sat earlier drove up near me and started staring at me and then began to yell "hey babe the doors unlocked wanna come chill." It normally doesn't bother me getting hit on and work too much but this was kind of imbarrasing and they werent leaving so I had to go back inside. I went inside and started talking to this guy whos one of the chefs in the back. I never knew his name though until I asked him if he went to RV. He said he use to and that I know why he doesn't anymore. Then I found out that hes Brian Allen and hes the dude that brought the gun to school to shoot his girlfriend. I love how I'm so oblivious to these situations and make myself look so dumb. I knew of him but I never knew what he looked like or anything. He's actually a nice guy( I know that sounds crazy), minus the wanting to shoot his girlfriend thing. Everyone says hes nice but when it comes to relationships he has anger issues, I guess that's pretty obvious. So that was my amazing weekend. Now I have to draw consistently to finish my sketch book that i have to hand in tomorrow, this will be fun.
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allison and me
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