lame. duh.
duhhhhh. fuck. duh.
i don't know.
today sucked.
well, kinda.
last night jarrett and gerard showed up at my house around 1 in the morning, so we went to taco bell. on the way home we saw 2 *pardon me* black people breaking into some guys truck in my neighborhood.so, of course we pulled over and the guys run. duh. and im on the phone with the police while the guys are telling the owner. well, good. they did a lot more than they did with erin's car. and another patrol car even showed up. they drove in the direction and looked for them. hmm. anyways, this is AT LEAST the 3rd attempted whatever you call it in the neighborhood. there has probably been more. so, anyways, the cops ended up giving the guys permission to beat there asses. so good. do it. motherfuckers.
well, this is all great and all, but when i got to work i was upstairs. and i like ke ke a lot and everything but her and a new worker (he is white) got into a little arguement. and she went off on how white people call the cops and stuff. and how white people never wanna fight, they just call the police. well, yeah, we do when they attempt to STEAL OUR SHIT. buy your own. damn. and plus, how are the white guys supposed to FIGHT the black ones, when the black ones RUN AWAY!!!!!?????!??!?!?! i mean, please explain.
i am not one to be racist. i apologize if you take offense, but if i respect you, i expect you to respect me....and i DID. until you started to talk shit. k. thanks.
venting. sorry. get over it. it's just that that kind of stuff pisses me off to NO end. how can they go off talking shit about us, and then not expect the same in return? i mean, i liked ke ke. a lot. she made me laugh a whole lot, and she laughed at my dance moves. (or lack there of.) we just had fun working. but, now i am glad that my last day at gamco is tuesday and that i don't have to work upstairs anymore.
that was probably a waste. you aren't even interested. oh well.
on a much lighter note- today was my moms birthday. and i had to work. but i woke up early and got my hair cut. yay. i like kristi. and we have cute hair. ohsix. annnnnnd then mom, dad, and i all went to lunch. and we matched. bc i made them do it. :)
i am bored. i'm used to seeing you around this time. and you are busy. go figure. i knew this would happen. go me. i always fall for it. and you suck. you suck the life out of me and i can't stop it. and i don't know why i can't. i don't know why i can't stand up for myself, like i keep telling myself i do. what is wrong with me? what is wrong with you? you do something sweet, and then treat me like shit. it's your fucking routine. well, thanks.
the end. duh. fucking. duh.