Ugh school books.
On Sunday, Brad got out of jail. YAY. I'm so excited for him and Bre. Rich and I didn't get to see him until last night though. We went over to Bre's house and hung out outside for awhile, just catching up. Rich took Brad for a ride in his new car and Bre and I got to talk some girl talk, and she made us some cocktails.Mm~
When Rich and Brad got back from their night ride, we watched 23--the thriller with Jim Carey. There was a huge storm last night, with nonstop lightening, so it was really spooky. Such a good movie, though. I did not expect the ending.
After the movie, it started raining really hard, so we went back outside. Rich and I played in the rain for a little bit while Brad and Bre smoked a cigarette. Then we hung out in the back until midnight. The conversation led into heavy drugs and it triggered me so I kind of fell into my own little world and didn't partake much the rest of the conversation. Rich noticed that something was wrong, so he asked me to drive his car and take him to Hollywood video so that he could get Madden '08. He kept pestering me and pestering me about what was wrong.
I kept telling him, "it has nothing to do with you so don't worry about it."
"But I am worried about it, I want to help you feel better," he said concernedly.
"I didn't ask for help," I snapped at him.
He stated softly, "You never do...."
I ended up telling him what was wrong, and of course I cried. I always do these days. Once I calmed down, I drove us to Del Taco because Rich was hungry, and then drove to my house. He cuddled with me until I was tired and then he went home.
Today was uneventful. This morning my mom and I went to get my school books. I needed nine. Holy shit. $360 dollars worth of books, and only one was new.
Work sucked, as usual.
Had a Mary Kay meeting tonight and it was very inspirational. I'm really glad that I went tonight.
Now I'm probably going to go play a whole lot of guitar hero. Yay!
When Rich and Brad got back from their night ride, we watched 23--the thriller with Jim Carey. There was a huge storm last night, with nonstop lightening, so it was really spooky. Such a good movie, though. I did not expect the ending.
After the movie, it started raining really hard, so we went back outside. Rich and I played in the rain for a little bit while Brad and Bre smoked a cigarette. Then we hung out in the back until midnight. The conversation led into heavy drugs and it triggered me so I kind of fell into my own little world and didn't partake much the rest of the conversation. Rich noticed that something was wrong, so he asked me to drive his car and take him to Hollywood video so that he could get Madden '08. He kept pestering me and pestering me about what was wrong.
I kept telling him, "it has nothing to do with you so don't worry about it."
"But I am worried about it, I want to help you feel better," he said concernedly.
"I didn't ask for help," I snapped at him.
He stated softly, "You never do...."
I ended up telling him what was wrong, and of course I cried. I always do these days. Once I calmed down, I drove us to Del Taco because Rich was hungry, and then drove to my house. He cuddled with me until I was tired and then he went home.
Today was uneventful. This morning my mom and I went to get my school books. I needed nine. Holy shit. $360 dollars worth of books, and only one was new.
Work sucked, as usual.
Had a Mary Kay meeting tonight and it was very inspirational. I'm really glad that I went tonight.
Now I'm probably going to go play a whole lot of guitar hero. Yay!