It's all gone wrong tonight...
Instead of going to the Imax theater, Solomon imed me and asked if Morgan wanted to try out for his band. And since Morgan didn't have work until 5:30 we went to Solomon's and they jammed for 2 hours. It was kick ass. They did a good job. During the middle of the practice I had an anxiety attack. Motherfuckingsonofabitch. I was pissed because I didn't wanna miss anything, but then again I fucking needed to get some fresh air and have a butt to see if that would help. It eventually went away. =) After that Morgan dropped me off at the mall. I saw Dave and while we were walking to Flamers to get some food, we saw Jillian. We hung out with her for a bit. I didn't really see too many people there tonight. Jeff was there! I haven't seen that kid in fucking ages. He has a green mohawk and it's fucking insane. Anyways, with the $20 that I stole from my mom I bought Morgan a sticker from Hot Topic and a shirt that has a really fucking hot girl on the back of it. =) Afterwards, Morgan came and picked me up and we went back to the Xmas Tree Shop. While he was working I was looking through all the porn magazines that Solomon gave us. It was exciting. After that, I just sat in the truck and draw pictures in his notebook, which is somewhat mine considering I constantly draw and write random poems and shit in there when I'm waiting for him to get out of work.
I finally got my paycheck. Fuck yeah. It's not that much, but whatever. So, tomorrow my mom's gonna cash it in for me before noon because I most likely won't be up by then and I'd rather not go into the bank in my pajamas half asleep. Then, I have to talk to Holly and see if she can possibly come pick up the money that I owe her for the piercings. I have to thank her for waiting forever for me to get the god damn fucking pay check. Next time, I'll actually have the money and have her do whatever. Well, I must be going. Goodnight.
I finally got my paycheck. Fuck yeah. It's not that much, but whatever. So, tomorrow my mom's gonna cash it in for me before noon because I most likely won't be up by then and I'd rather not go into the bank in my pajamas half asleep. Then, I have to talk to Holly and see if she can possibly come pick up the money that I owe her for the piercings. I have to thank her for waiting forever for me to get the god damn fucking pay check. Next time, I'll actually have the money and have her do whatever. Well, I must be going. Goodnight.