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god this has been a gay week or so
i need to write cause im just exploding on everyone or saying the word gay repetitively. soooooo yeah yesterday i got up early for the SAT's. They were pretty good. Then i got a manicure and pedicure with Sam Squared. They were gay as usual. They always cut me off or interrupt me or ignore me and i realized its not worth hanging out with them anymore. So fuck them. Then i went home and packed with my dad. I packed for hours, until around 7 Sara called me. I tried calling Sara all day cause she said she would help me pack. I realy needed help. So she gets on the phone and asks if i wanna go get something to eat with Jess and her and i was like "i have to pack but i wanna go" so i went with them at like 9 and we went to hooters. we didnt get back till 11ish. It was fun. I had never been to hooters before. i got a T-Shirt and wore it today. im so cool....yeah...So thennnnnnn...i went home and my dad was mad that i came home so late. Then around 12am, me, steve and dad started watching The Godfather....a 3 hour movie lol The Godfather must've been the greatest movie I have ever seen. I loveeeeedddd it. My favorite scene was the one where the guy wakes up in his bed covered with the blood of his horse and the horses head is at his feet. It's so amazing. I love blood now. lol jk. so thennnnnn we all went to bed at 3. I love Marlon Brando and Al Pacino. They rock my world. so then we woke up 6 hours later. None of my friends came to help us move. I was so pissed. I thought my friends were assholes and that they suck. lol Because if they were moving and shorthanded, I would be the first one there and I would be helping them until they told me that they didn't need my help anymore. thats cause im a good friend. i was so pissed this morning. I was cursing at everybody...not the people there just my friends who werent. thennnn brian called me and he came i was so surprised. but he helped me clean and pack things and put things onto the truck. and then he left. i bought a piece of pizza with the money brian had swept up on my floor and i also bought a pack of gum. im so proud of my jewish ways. I called my GS troop leader and I'm gonna register soon and do more community service things. Kevin YIm called me and so did Steve Sill. They both came and we picked up Matt Amerige. I was really happy that they came. I can't believe that they did. We ended up on an adventure to Christine's house. We got lost 69 times and Sill almost killed us during them. We finally made it there and unloaded the truck. Then they left and we chilled for a while. My dad brought Todd (christine's ex husband)'s organ to his house with him. Todd is a really cool guy. He has a studio in his house. When my dad returned, he had a guitar in his hands. I wa slike "whos guitar are u hoolding" and hes like "yours" and i didn't believe him i thought he was joking so I kept asking him to tell me the truth and then asking him why he was giving it to me. and he said that Todd goes to Sam Ash so frequently, that they give him free guitars every time he comes. And he gave me this acoustic Carlo Robelli deep brown guitar. Its beautiful and i love it. I always wanted one. I have the electric but that's no good unless u have the amp. And mine;s at school. So we then had dinner. Christine made pasta and it was soooooo good. I loved it. Ummmmmm then we went and packed the rest of the stuff up and went to moms house. She looks like hell. I thouighti was walking in on her latest mental breakdown. But all jokes aside, she really looks bad like she needs some help. We finally got out of there. And now im here at Christine's house typing. I've been talking to Anthony about stuff and I love that boy. I'm just aggrivated with Sara again and its bothering me. I feel like such an ass all the time and a loser and im fucking sick of it. Soooo I get really pissed at her and don't do anything about it. I honestly don't know what toi do anymore. I'm sure she's sick of me telling her about what shes doing wrong. Casue she doesn't hear me when I speak to her. Its not right. Right now I'm going through a hard time in my life and she, my best friend, is not there for me. So fuck her. I'm tired of it. I've had enough. I need to find some new friends. I'm sure Sara doesn't understand how I'm feeling or whatever I'm just sick of being immature and stupid just cause all of my friends are. There has to be someone else in East Islip that is mature and not a stiff; that has a sense of humor but can be real at times; that is not a complete moron but doesn't like to intimidate people for not being as intelligent as they are; but most of all, someone that is a good friend and who will have my back. I'm pretty sure that this isn't a perfect world and there aren't any of those people in my school or near here. I need to find someone like me. Well, I'm exhausted right now and I am struggling to keep my eyes open. I've had a rough day and stuff so goodnight and maybe I'll write in here again when I'm spending days of lonesome boredom in this house by myself doing nothing. So yeah...
p.s. thanks Tony Bananas for letting me vent to you
p.s.s. moving all the time is saddddd
p.s.s.s. brian cutaia asked me today if it was sad packing all my stuff up again
and i told him "no it actually fills me with great joy and pleasure"
p.s.s.s.s. what a dumb ass (<3)
p.s.s.s.s.s. goodnight fuckers
i need to write cause im just exploding on everyone or saying the word gay repetitively. soooooo yeah yesterday i got up early for the SAT's. They were pretty good. Then i got a manicure and pedicure with Sam Squared. They were gay as usual. They always cut me off or interrupt me or ignore me and i realized its not worth hanging out with them anymore. So fuck them. Then i went home and packed with my dad. I packed for hours, until around 7 Sara called me. I tried calling Sara all day cause she said she would help me pack. I realy needed help. So she gets on the phone and asks if i wanna go get something to eat with Jess and her and i was like "i have to pack but i wanna go" so i went with them at like 9 and we went to hooters. we didnt get back till 11ish. It was fun. I had never been to hooters before. i got a T-Shirt and wore it today. im so cool....yeah...So thennnnnnn...i went home and my dad was mad that i came home so late. Then around 12am, me, steve and dad started watching The Godfather....a 3 hour movie lol The Godfather must've been the greatest movie I have ever seen. I loveeeeedddd it. My favorite scene was the one where the guy wakes up in his bed covered with the blood of his horse and the horses head is at his feet. It's so amazing. I love blood now. lol jk. so thennnnnn we all went to bed at 3. I love Marlon Brando and Al Pacino. They rock my world. so then we woke up 6 hours later. None of my friends came to help us move. I was so pissed. I thought my friends were assholes and that they suck. lol Because if they were moving and shorthanded, I would be the first one there and I would be helping them until they told me that they didn't need my help anymore. thats cause im a good friend. i was so pissed this morning. I was cursing at everybody...not the people there just my friends who werent. thennnn brian called me and he came i was so surprised. but he helped me clean and pack things and put things onto the truck. and then he left. i bought a piece of pizza with the money brian had swept up on my floor and i also bought a pack of gum. im so proud of my jewish ways. I called my GS troop leader and I'm gonna register soon and do more community service things. Kevin YIm called me and so did Steve Sill. They both came and we picked up Matt Amerige. I was really happy that they came. I can't believe that they did. We ended up on an adventure to Christine's house. We got lost 69 times and Sill almost killed us during them. We finally made it there and unloaded the truck. Then they left and we chilled for a while. My dad brought Todd (christine's ex husband)'s organ to his house with him. Todd is a really cool guy. He has a studio in his house. When my dad returned, he had a guitar in his hands. I wa slike "whos guitar are u hoolding" and hes like "yours" and i didn't believe him i thought he was joking so I kept asking him to tell me the truth and then asking him why he was giving it to me. and he said that Todd goes to Sam Ash so frequently, that they give him free guitars every time he comes. And he gave me this acoustic Carlo Robelli deep brown guitar. Its beautiful and i love it. I always wanted one. I have the electric but that's no good unless u have the amp. And mine;s at school. So we then had dinner. Christine made pasta and it was soooooo good. I loved it. Ummmmmm then we went and packed the rest of the stuff up and went to moms house. She looks like hell. I thouighti was walking in on her latest mental breakdown. But all jokes aside, she really looks bad like she needs some help. We finally got out of there. And now im here at Christine's house typing. I've been talking to Anthony about stuff and I love that boy. I'm just aggrivated with Sara again and its bothering me. I feel like such an ass all the time and a loser and im fucking sick of it. Soooo I get really pissed at her and don't do anything about it. I honestly don't know what toi do anymore. I'm sure she's sick of me telling her about what shes doing wrong. Casue she doesn't hear me when I speak to her. Its not right. Right now I'm going through a hard time in my life and she, my best friend, is not there for me. So fuck her. I'm tired of it. I've had enough. I need to find some new friends. I'm sure Sara doesn't understand how I'm feeling or whatever I'm just sick of being immature and stupid just cause all of my friends are. There has to be someone else in East Islip that is mature and not a stiff; that has a sense of humor but can be real at times; that is not a complete moron but doesn't like to intimidate people for not being as intelligent as they are; but most of all, someone that is a good friend and who will have my back. I'm pretty sure that this isn't a perfect world and there aren't any of those people in my school or near here. I need to find someone like me. Well, I'm exhausted right now and I am struggling to keep my eyes open. I've had a rough day and stuff so goodnight and maybe I'll write in here again when I'm spending days of lonesome boredom in this house by myself doing nothing. So yeah...
p.s. thanks Tony Bananas for letting me vent to you
p.s.s. moving all the time is saddddd
p.s.s.s. brian cutaia asked me today if it was sad packing all my stuff up again
and i told him "no it actually fills me with great joy and pleasure"
p.s.s.s.s. what a dumb ass (<3)
p.s.s.s.s.s. goodnight fuckers