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This weekend had SUCK writen all over it. The only good part was this guy took me out to see Team America, hes a "nice" boy (lol). And drives a bad a** truck man.. And I guess IT was ok. The funniest part was when he went to buy his cigs at this place, the guy didn't card him (a shabby place in griffith.. we dont card), it was just funny bc we couldn't understand the dude. --pointless story. I wanted to hang out with Bre and Chill face, but that didn't happen. Friday I was supposed to go out to Demotte, that didn't happen. And Sunday I work. How great, f*cking sh*t a** great. Like every weekend I have nothing to look forward to anymore. I don't know, lately I am so pissed off at everything, and everyone, @$#@ @%^%$ %&$^. I mean I could be in Tinley Park right now stayin the night with Kd Russ and Erim but, nope. I'm sitting at home doing NOTHING. I'm not the best person you wanna be with right now anyway, so I don't blame people.. Once I have my license I'll be happier, bc when I'm down, I will just leave, pop in a CD and cruise. Hopefully by then, I will have somewhere to go (A MAN IS WHAT I'M IMPLYING, f*ckers). MY highlight of my weekend: getting a hat. It has a poofball on top, and ear flappy things. Yeh, I'm stoaked about a hat. So what. Its tight, and your just jelous.. B*tch.