this weekend sucked. i went to work on friday and my mom totally flipped a bitch on me for no fucking reason. and some guy yelled at me bc his table wasnt ready in 10 minutes... cry me a river you hick. then saturday i went to company... which sucked bc our waltz costumes look like shitttttttttttttttttt... no joke. and i pulled my quad and my foot. fun or what? then it took my unlce 2 hours to get me home bc he had to get dressed... i dont fucking care just get me home and go out. then i finally got home... chirs picked me up we went to someone's house... who i had no idea existed... got with 3 guys out of pure bordem and now i feel like a sloar? maybe? just a lil bit? a lil bit, lil bit? and alene keeps calling me... talk about stalker, harass someone who is actually legal. then today i went to tap felt liek my leg was abotu to come off and then i just had a bad day. i always do. and i still have to wriet my history essay for kingston... yes. just kill me now... go ahead and pull teh fucking trigger.