You're an ass. You're an ass. You're an ass. You're an ass.

I hate it, really. I called you, when June 11. A little over a month ago. And I haven't really thought much of you since, except for how stupid I felt calling you. And then you go and say hi to me when you're looking all cute on the balcony thing when you're working. God, I hate it. I like ( Read more... )

I really wish I had gotten around to writing my Hairspray blog/weekend blog, but I haven't. I deserved this weekend, and got it. It was SO much fun. I'll probably write it tomorrow during class because I am already so far ahead of the class.

I'm hungry, and dinner was two hours ago. Freakin.

( this is the story of how pathetic i am. )