Gaaahhh.
So this weekend was good, for the most part. Minus a few things. =/. Friday we went out to eat with Stevee's family and then went home. Watched Uptown Girls, sucha cute movie. I passed out on the couch. We worked all day saturday, I went home and slept. Sunday went to youth group and church. Went shopping, faught with Sean, made up with Sean after five minutes, that's usually how it works. Went to work Sunday night. It was really fun, I was actually in a good mood, and Andy and I were talking about cars anddd I think he can get me a good one, I'm excited. Oh, and then it came up and completely ruined my night. I don't know what to say about it other than I feel angry+intruded+embaressed+upset all at once. It's not great.