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I went on a cleaning spree today and while I was cleaning my Mom called to bitch at me because she wanted to take $100 out of the bank but there wasn't enough. I was already mad because the dust was driving me insane and making me sneeze and then she called to yell at me so I told her that I paid most of the bills here and that the only reason she went out there was to get a job so she could do her part, not to waste money. She got really mad and said she isn't going to let anyone guilt trip her into coming back and I told her that I wasn't trying to. Then I hung up on her because she pisses me off. I felt better... then I sneezed. Go figure.
I'm entirely too anxious to get the results of my GED exam. I can't believe I have to wait three damn weeks. The suspense is going to fucking kill me!
In other news, I believe that one of my best friends has a crush on another of my best friends. It warms my heart and sickens my stomach. Speaking of sick, cute couples, tomorrow is Michelle's birthday. Must remember to call her and thank her for being born. Otherwise my Hot Mama would be lonely, and I can't have that.
We're on for Miami. We're going for my birthday, so bring cash, your IDs, and a ton of condoms cause we're going to have some fun people. I'll finally be legal. Danitra and I are going to see if we can get so drunk that we wake up three days later in Mexico with no idea how we got there. GAME ON!
The gas station was FULL of hot white boys. I thought I had died and gone to heaven man. I almost wet my panties! I told Angelo that and we ended up talking about sexual fantasies for like, two hours. That, and how to celebrate his birthday. We're going to spend all day in the Museum of Natural History and then Barnes and Nobles, head over to his house, drink tea and eat crumpets before dinner, then eat cheese and drink wine while listening to classical music. At midnight, we will turn on some reggae music and break out the Bacardi and Coronas.
Alcohol is a beautiful thing.
Reality holds me. Fantasy sets me free.
I'm entirely too anxious to get the results of my GED exam. I can't believe I have to wait three damn weeks. The suspense is going to fucking kill me!
In other news, I believe that one of my best friends has a crush on another of my best friends. It warms my heart and sickens my stomach. Speaking of sick, cute couples, tomorrow is Michelle's birthday. Must remember to call her and thank her for being born. Otherwise my Hot Mama would be lonely, and I can't have that.
We're on for Miami. We're going for my birthday, so bring cash, your IDs, and a ton of condoms cause we're going to have some fun people. I'll finally be legal. Danitra and I are going to see if we can get so drunk that we wake up three days later in Mexico with no idea how we got there. GAME ON!
The gas station was FULL of hot white boys. I thought I had died and gone to heaven man. I almost wet my panties! I told Angelo that and we ended up talking about sexual fantasies for like, two hours. That, and how to celebrate his birthday. We're going to spend all day in the Museum of Natural History and then Barnes and Nobles, head over to his house, drink tea and eat crumpets before dinner, then eat cheese and drink wine while listening to classical music. At midnight, we will turn on some reggae music and break out the Bacardi and Coronas.
Alcohol is a beautiful thing.
Reality holds me. Fantasy sets me free.