yeah, Friday sucked major ass. Cameron is a jerk... I'm not going back over there unless Tommy works something out with him, because I don't care if I never talk to him again... And I'm done with that shit. Anyway, many thanks to Sam, Brenton, Brittany-Brittany, some guy I don't even know, Emily, Whitney and Adrian. I owe them a lot...
Yesterday was pretty pimp. Besides the fact that I felt sick most of the day. I felt fine after I got into uniform and ate some stuff. My personal performance kicked major ass. We swept our class and won Grand Champion! On the way home I rode back on the brass bus with James Kyle. I know a ton of people are going to be like, "Hey, what's up with you and James Kyle? I thought you were dating Zak?" And then I'm going to have to go into this story about how I broke up with Zak and that I needed someone to sleep with on the bus on the way home, and let's face it, James Kyle is a good bus buday... But yeah, that's it. I don't really want a boyfriend, hence the reason I broke up with Zak. The only guy I'd be interested in dating, doesn't live here (hmmm... I wonder who that could be) so yeah... whatever... I hate myself sometimes because I'm afraid that I'm never going to be able to date anyone other than him. Not that that's a bad thing, but not having a social life for another year is sort of depressing. So yeah, whatever, like I said, I don't really want a boyfriend, just a guy to hang out with and whatnot...
like I said, I'm fucked up in the head...
But look at him, he's hot...
Sorry about the quality, I stole it from Fern...
Now that I compare the two, I liked his hair. But yeah, the mohawk is still pretty hot. I'm going to have to show him how to spike it when I go back down.
I'm out...