I came to Seattle because it was the only weekend I didn't have a race and if I was to miss a race, by the time I found out, it was WAY too expensive.
Now, though, I am sick. I haven't finished that damn paper.
Mom is at the meeting until 2:45, so I am in the lobby making use of the free wifi. We went to the spaceneedle last night. I had been up it a number of times, but never at night. It was definitely something to see. We ate some sincerely awesome sushi, also. Anyway. I need to go find the drug store. The only one the concierge could tell me about is quite a walk away. With as sick as I feel, I don;t know if I am up for it. I'll just wait for mom. I think she is sick too, which makes me think it is the hotel. Or I got her sick. . .:(
I am really bitter at a lot of people right now.
Out of sight out of mind. Just sit back and wait for me to call. All of you. Not one thinks to pick up the phone. That's my life. Just wait for Nydia to do it. She'll take care of it. The only time anyone else ever gave me credit for anything was when they tried to do it and it went wrong. Welcome to life. It doesn't matter that I went to HSU. It's all the same no matter where you are.
Whatever.
Yea, yea, yea. Stop being so selfish and get out of your head. It's your damn problem that you create it. Bite me. What did YOU do? hm?
I hope the girl I was supposed to drive with changes her mind. I am really sick of her high school drama. Even if I do drive her home, I am stopping at the 118 and she is getting her own damn ride from there. I am not driving down to Commerce and back for a backstabbing, two-faced gossip.
On a good note:
Give a hand for Brandon. He knows what's up with the world. Kudos to you homeslice.
Three weeks of class left. More than anything I am looking forward to the drive home. Just driving--with my $4 gas. . . oh come on--you were thinking it too.
I am going back up to the room, now. The maid should be done by now. I'm hungry. hm. . .I am going to get my money then to the crappy gift shop.