Aug 18, 2005 16:37
i'm livid pissed.
i just had to go pick-up my shirt, that i have to wear tomorrow because there's a scrimage. don't get me wrong i love the whole mascot thing, but damn. these shirts are hiddeous, they're red and polo-styled with no buttons. i don't have a problem wearing them at the games, but i don't want to wear that abomination to school. and to top it off, kirsten was like "wear your hair down"... oh hell no, i WILL NOT be dictated to on how to wear my hair, that's not going to happen. i called up G and left her a voicemail, i'm going to tell i had absolutely no input on these shirts (i really didn't) and that i don't want to wear it tomorrow until the game.
i'm so effing pissed off, like i feel like screaming anf throwing a tempertantrum, which i'm ()<--- this close to doing...
FUCK THIS SHIT...
not to mention that i have line-ads due tomorrow, i haven't sold one. so please if you see me tomorrow but a line they're $5 and they go in the football programs... i'll owe you, and i promise you can collect.
i didn't not sign up for the added b/s i just wanted to act like an idiot.