the complications of PMS
so. i'm feeling really emotional right now. part of me blames PMS, part of me blames natural selection. or something to that effect.
you know how you can be having a GREAT month where everything seems to be going alright, then suddenly in like, a span of two hours you feel like shit and everyone's against you?
well. i've been doing alright lately...until tonight.
1. i left a pair of brand new jeans at a friends house. for WEEKS i've been trying to get these fucking jeans back, and my FRIEND Molly [who took on the responsibility of returning them to me], finally brought them to me tonight. three weeks later. mind you, since my trip from Vegas, my FRIEND Molly hasn't myspaced, IM'd, or called me. at all. not even to say, "hi, how are you?" so i pretty much took her off the cool stool when it comes to buddies. so apparently, while my pants were in her care, this accquaintance of ours [alaina] has been WEARING THEM. HOW FUCKING ANNOYING. so Molly shows up at my house tonight, drunk as hell, with a bunch of people I don't know, and gives me my pants back. not only were they dirty...they were ripped, cut up, and had a fucking staple in the seam. annoying, disrespectful--among other things.
2. my dad and his new vietnamese girlfriend got wasted in the living room while i was busy dwelling on things in my bedroom. his girlfriend, Michelle, comes into my room faded as hell, and starts hugging me. gives me a kiss on the cheek. awkward? yes. she tries to tell me that she understands my dad--and that she's only trying to make him happy, because my mom passed away. BITCH, i'm aware that my mom died, thanks for bringing it up and making me want to cry. i hate you. die.
3. i'm sick. robitussin doesn't show up in a drug test, right?
someone bring me salvation.
stat.
you know how you can be having a GREAT month where everything seems to be going alright, then suddenly in like, a span of two hours you feel like shit and everyone's against you?
well. i've been doing alright lately...until tonight.
1. i left a pair of brand new jeans at a friends house. for WEEKS i've been trying to get these fucking jeans back, and my FRIEND Molly [who took on the responsibility of returning them to me], finally brought them to me tonight. three weeks later. mind you, since my trip from Vegas, my FRIEND Molly hasn't myspaced, IM'd, or called me. at all. not even to say, "hi, how are you?" so i pretty much took her off the cool stool when it comes to buddies. so apparently, while my pants were in her care, this accquaintance of ours [alaina] has been WEARING THEM. HOW FUCKING ANNOYING. so Molly shows up at my house tonight, drunk as hell, with a bunch of people I don't know, and gives me my pants back. not only were they dirty...they were ripped, cut up, and had a fucking staple in the seam. annoying, disrespectful--among other things.
2. my dad and his new vietnamese girlfriend got wasted in the living room while i was busy dwelling on things in my bedroom. his girlfriend, Michelle, comes into my room faded as hell, and starts hugging me. gives me a kiss on the cheek. awkward? yes. she tries to tell me that she understands my dad--and that she's only trying to make him happy, because my mom passed away. BITCH, i'm aware that my mom died, thanks for bringing it up and making me want to cry. i hate you. die.
3. i'm sick. robitussin doesn't show up in a drug test, right?
someone bring me salvation.
stat.