so...all you people....who think i care about your drama and heresay....this is your notice. i dont.
i dont care who said what...i dont care who broke up with who because of what...
i dont care what you think about so and so...
i really dont give a damn if "she is a bitch" or "he is such an ashole"
if somethin involves me, let me know. other than that...keep me out of this VH1-style middle school shit.
ok, had to get that out.
so im movin to texas on the 11th. for certain.
i got far too drunk far too fast last night...lots of rum. lots and lots of rum.
i needs me a fuckin cigg.
ed, edd & eddy is officially the best show ever.
yesterday was sweet. swimming with ashley(x2) kitty, ty, and hector at kittys. and kittys moms food, which for some reason owns me. its been a while since i just genuinely had a good time like that with good friends. i loved it. a lot
then last night i got shitfaced shit-fast and missed out on everyone. but people def. played tic tac toe with my tattoos, cause i passed out in the bathroom.....again.
why is that? why do i always get anihilated and pass out? is that...bad? that most of the time when alcohol is involved i end up on the floor? eh. whatever. its fun as shit.
certain people make me happy as shit. theres only a few, but i love em. im gonna miss the shit out of you guys when i move. but ill return. less homeless. more successful.
well....time to wait for everyone to wake up. then i go home to do copius amounts of laundry and lay watch over the munchkins. and eat. oh god...will i eat.
i leave you with this.