No mom, I'm not on drugs, I'm ok, I'm just thinking, you know, why don't you get me a Pepsi? ,
cinco de mayo sucked horribly. I spent the night crying and being consoled which wasn't fun. I'm sick of drama. I absolutely hate fighting. And I hate it when people get so mad that they don't want to talk. I don't see the point, even if i'm extremely mad i'll still calmly talk about the situation. There's no point in not fixing the problem. grr. Well, some good news is that last night was amazing. I was working, but man it was a great. At the end of the night I didn't feel any remorse of taking that guys shift for him. closing on a saturday night? c'mon now. Even better news is that i'm still clean omigosh isn't that unbelievable. I have no desire whatsoever to be on drugs or drunk. I've been around it alot, but that hasn't stopped me. I'm still at a loss of what i'm going to do now. Although things are kinda getting better.