its funny. Its not a big deal. I'm not really angry. I once said I wouldnt be bothered by not being invited to shit. But between being ignored during ultimate and not even being informed of ryans, I feel a tad left out. Worse, so many ppl know about it.
No bigie tho cus I know of a lot of cool shit anyway. I'm just surprised i guess.
So wish me luck. I'm actually kinda nervous. If I get this job, its the city for me. And thats exactly what I need. Dad is trying to do MORE work to the bloody driveway. We're almost done, so I shouldn't bitch. But god
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And then I come home to Liz spazzing out about Jory. I totally confronted him about it, and completely denied doing just that to Liz. I'm pretty sure that if I just left things be it'd be worse though
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I made it! I'm currently sitting at Ricks laptop, sitting in his apartment in Harlem. Already I have had such delights (Times Square!! People dancing and some topless chick!) and been ripped off, in the form of food. Bland, overpriced food.
Cant wait for tomorrow! I'll update more with all the things!
So Ive decided to cancel the ticket, or change the reservation. Im not going to go out there with all this shit hanging over my head. Further, I'm not going to go out there with her already having a fucking panic attack
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Her little buddy Joe starts talking to me while she's in the shower. Telling me I'm no good and that I need to prove to him that I'm worth her time. What a fucking tool
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