i don't feel any different
i have a coke sitting on top of my computer...what a motherfuckin' rebel
anyways.... my new years eve dealy sucked. i hung out with james, then worked till 10, spilt a beer all over the delivery table and got "introuble" not really, stacey was just freaking out because she thought we were going to get caught. it was actually funny. nikole came, and i talked to her for a bit. man she's coool. gary got mad at me for making innappropriate comments infront of his lady. whatever, she's dumb. came home around 10:30. my germaphobic friend came over, and she was going all crazy and washing her hands, and wouldn't let me turn on the tv or my music, and she was just fucked. so jesse came over, and i smoked a bowl, and at the stroke of midnight he snorted xtc. it was funny to watch him trip out. then my 'rents came home around 2, so we left to go back to his house, and we found shellbey, jill, natasha, and other jesse. they were boring, so we left. drank apple juice and ate a bunch of food. got really shitty off of jack daniels. it was nice.
this morning was lame. my mom is such a douche bag. i can't take it. she bothers me, then yells at me when i freak out on her. then she was talking about how she was throwing me a 16th birthday party, and i told her i didn't want one. and she was all "too bad" and i was all *crying* and she was trying to act as if she was concerned, but fuck, she knows nobody would show up, and she just wants to see me insanely upset. plus i'll probably have to work on my birthday, and it's exam week too, so fuck it. plus i don't need anybody at my house, it'd be lame as hell, i'm not an exciting person.
ugh. she just bothers me.
anyways....happy new year ya faggots.