Immobile...damn
This weekend sucked like a Russian prostitute. On Friday I went with Jordan and such to a desert party, which was most enjoyable. On the way, I lost some of my friends and yeah they got mad at me. Then the next morning (I wanted to wake up and wash the damn car but Sommas kept me in bed), I got in trouble cause my car was shit-afied and the roof was covered in footprints and it smelled like mad alchohol...not from me. And yeah my parents tripped!! Man..grounded for a week from the car. Thats the worst, I feel like I am stuck in hell...or that movie "Love Actually". Saturday night I got like in 1000000 fights and wanted to kill someone. AHHHH. Jess saved me by letting me go to her house....I love that girl. BUT I did get to see "The Butterfly Effect" today..that was good. *sniff* didn't get to go out to lunch with Jordan though :(