yer the dog's tuxedo.
so i never write in this, but since its break i guess i time for it now.
it was my birthday like a week ago.
birthday candles in yer in-n-out cheesebugers are way cooler than in yer cake.
we went to fright fest on saturday. it was fun. me, ilenna and crystal got sick of all the hurty rides so we went to go look at animals. and fed necter to birds that land on ilennas head. and we attempted to touch dolphins but they cock-teased us. zombies are scary. untill you give them hugs. frank is a homosexual when hes hypnotized. i loved it.
this was quite possibly the best birthday ever.
its break. how exciting.
i love hanging out with hollie and my sister again.
i totally understand why some people hate others.
i hate backstabbers.
i just adore when my friends ditch me for stupid boys. on my birthday.
i love falling out of hollies hot tub and getting bruises on my knee.
i love working. and smelling like oranges.
i want ilenna to start working with me. soon.
i love watching re-runs of sex and the city.
i love noticing friends change because of who they hangout with. grow a backbone. please.
i love not caring about anything right now.
with that said, nows yer time to hate me cause i dont care.