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Lord.
The past few days have been intense.
Yesterday might have been one of the longest days ever. I had a memorial service to go to in the very early AM, followed by catching up and small-talk with girls who used to be my best friends...when I was like, 5. I mean, I love them, I do, but we really don't have anything in common anymore. But that never deters (I think I made that word up) my mom, who forced us into a lunch thing that we must do tomorrow. And then I had to come home to have my mom bitch at me for like, a godamn hour about all the stuff I haven't done. And its true, I have an obscene amount of shit to accomplish, mainly just pack my whole life, before I leave. ON SATURDAY. In 3 days? Yeah, yeah, I know I have stuff to do. But whatever. And then I had to go into work, but only for like three hours, which was nice. Which was then followed by eating, drinking, and being merry with Macy and those Trinity kids. Followed immediatly by a impromptu rezendevouz (I have no idea how to spell that word. I just know it has a Z) with Mike and Ryan at the nasty ass Bennigans which I swore I'd never go back to because it made me throw up. But so yeah, that was interesting. I blew him off, he blew me off, and then we talked from like 3 to 4. It should be noted that the fact that I am even thinking about this is completly stupid and pointless. I am aware. But he is in a band! Thats hot.
So then today began with my mother waking me up at 6 am to yell at me (again! The 2nd time this week!) for, get this. Not coming home at 12. Apparently that is my curfew. Excuse me? I have not had a curfew in a year, much less a 12 o'clock one. I am not quite sure why she decided that last night was a good time to reinstate it. I just told her she was a freaking psycho and went back to sleep. So I woke up, 7 hours later, and got my check. $415. Yes, I am amazing. And then I forced Macy to go out with me to the barn. Its just hard, because I love my horse to death and I would love to keep showing him...but not just in the situation that I've been in for the past year or so.
AHHHHHHHHH
So yes, now I am packing. Or am I? Who knows. Like, in school, I would always have so much to do, but I would just think about doing it....Its happening with my packing, as well.
I would really like to watch The Rules of Attraction right now. RIGHT NOW.
The past few days have been intense.
Yesterday might have been one of the longest days ever. I had a memorial service to go to in the very early AM, followed by catching up and small-talk with girls who used to be my best friends...when I was like, 5. I mean, I love them, I do, but we really don't have anything in common anymore. But that never deters (I think I made that word up) my mom, who forced us into a lunch thing that we must do tomorrow. And then I had to come home to have my mom bitch at me for like, a godamn hour about all the stuff I haven't done. And its true, I have an obscene amount of shit to accomplish, mainly just pack my whole life, before I leave. ON SATURDAY. In 3 days? Yeah, yeah, I know I have stuff to do. But whatever. And then I had to go into work, but only for like three hours, which was nice. Which was then followed by eating, drinking, and being merry with Macy and those Trinity kids. Followed immediatly by a impromptu rezendevouz (I have no idea how to spell that word. I just know it has a Z) with Mike and Ryan at the nasty ass Bennigans which I swore I'd never go back to because it made me throw up. But so yeah, that was interesting. I blew him off, he blew me off, and then we talked from like 3 to 4. It should be noted that the fact that I am even thinking about this is completly stupid and pointless. I am aware. But he is in a band! Thats hot.
So then today began with my mother waking me up at 6 am to yell at me (again! The 2nd time this week!) for, get this. Not coming home at 12. Apparently that is my curfew. Excuse me? I have not had a curfew in a year, much less a 12 o'clock one. I am not quite sure why she decided that last night was a good time to reinstate it. I just told her she was a freaking psycho and went back to sleep. So I woke up, 7 hours later, and got my check. $415. Yes, I am amazing. And then I forced Macy to go out with me to the barn. Its just hard, because I love my horse to death and I would love to keep showing him...but not just in the situation that I've been in for the past year or so.
AHHHHHHHHH
So yes, now I am packing. Or am I? Who knows. Like, in school, I would always have so much to do, but I would just think about doing it....Its happening with my packing, as well.
I would really like to watch The Rules of Attraction right now. RIGHT NOW.