heeeeeeey ya!
ok. last night BLEW becuase phil made me drive around salem without even knowing what we were looking for. followed some random dude that i asked directions for at the Hess station all over the place and finally just passed by something that looked like it was collecting scene points by the dozen and told him to get out of the car.
took forever to find the highway again and the boys weren't answering their phones so i cried and it started to rain and i hate to drive in the rain...
god, i saw so many easy ways to just go off the road. i'd close my eyes and see myself in a million pieces and it was so comforting that i just cried some more... i just went home.
then bryen came by. all was better after a while, but that's still not what i had planned for my last night of break so i was still a little pissed. but what can ya do...
so now, i am about to get ready so i can pick jill up at the airport and give her a grand tour of beantown... but we'll probably just go to harvard square...
then BACK TO HELLL!!!!!!
raaaah!!!
is it bad that when im there i can see people stumbling back from gun shots? is it worse that i'm the one who pulled the trigger?
dear me! i'm becaoming ANGRY! who is this person?!
summer school: i'm taking some kind of writing class and a technology in the classroom class... but if that fails then i'll take american lit or something... don't know. the schedule booklet is too damn confusing.
sorry t whoever called last night. i couldnt understand you. your phone sucked huge balls.
see you in RI.
fuck fuck fuck
always
allie
took forever to find the highway again and the boys weren't answering their phones so i cried and it started to rain and i hate to drive in the rain...
god, i saw so many easy ways to just go off the road. i'd close my eyes and see myself in a million pieces and it was so comforting that i just cried some more... i just went home.
then bryen came by. all was better after a while, but that's still not what i had planned for my last night of break so i was still a little pissed. but what can ya do...
so now, i am about to get ready so i can pick jill up at the airport and give her a grand tour of beantown... but we'll probably just go to harvard square...
then BACK TO HELLL!!!!!!
raaaah!!!
is it bad that when im there i can see people stumbling back from gun shots? is it worse that i'm the one who pulled the trigger?
dear me! i'm becaoming ANGRY! who is this person?!
summer school: i'm taking some kind of writing class and a technology in the classroom class... but if that fails then i'll take american lit or something... don't know. the schedule booklet is too damn confusing.
sorry t whoever called last night. i couldnt understand you. your phone sucked huge balls.
see you in RI.
fuck fuck fuck
always
allie