Blasted!
So today was kind of an eventful day.
On the way to school I was trying to dance like Bam Margara and Compton Ass Terry and punched myself in the face.
In gym, I was dressing out. Took my shirt off, put gym shirt on, took pants off, looked around for shorts, put socks on, put shoes on.
Where's my shorts?? I was feeling kind of funny so I looked down and realized that I forgot to put my shorts on.
Phew-good thing I didn't leave the locker room yet.
Then Ashlee and Kat came to East for lunch.
Thanks girls :D
Came home and babysat Jenni.
She was actually driving me crazy. I wasn't really in the mood and she just kept clinging onto me.
I was kind of tired because last night I couldn't sleep very well.
Damn burgelors/peeping Tom's-RUINED MY DAMN LIFE.
I honestly want to move. My home feels violated.
I can't live in a place that feels violated. A place where I'm scared to sleep at night without a bat.
A place where I have to sleep with one eye open. That isn't home to me.
Mom let me and Tanya take the car to Dahl's and Subway.
While I'm getting money from the ATM I get a text from Tessa and it says
"Dad is going to let me get my tongue pierced instead of my bellybutton for my bday. I'm so happy!"
WHAT THE SHIT DAD?!?
Let me get this straight-you won't let her get her bellybutton pierced... but instead her tongue?
hmm.
So I drive over there (against my mom's instructions) Park the car across the street so dad doesn't see that I'm driving without mom, and march up there.
Sure enough, I read the text right.
Kind of fucked if you ask me.
Sped off to my humble abode.
Considering I've been wanting to get my tongue done for a long time and everytime I ask, I get laughed at to my face.
Whatev-if she gets hers done, I'll find a way to get mine.
Like I said, I'm doing what I feel like doing this summer.
I need to find a way to get to drivers ed this summer.
I don't really want to ride the MTA but I guess I will if I have to.
AND I still NEED a job.
If an idiot lady with a mustache can get a job at Target, why can't I get one?
Prankers-Stop calling me from restricted numbers.
It's just annoying me. I'm a little insecure since this whole breaking in, freaks watching me while I'm sleeping deal.
Call me from unblocked and I'll gladly talk to you.
HEY MOM-SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE.
Quit asking me thousands of questions!
And just because I'm talking doesn't mean I'm talking to you.
Phew, felt good to unload.
Shower time.
Later.
<3 Britni