Yay, whoo, nineteen years young today. Not excited. Feels like just a normal day. I really don't want to go out to dinner with my parents tonight. I just want to head out on my own, or head out with Steven and Christina to enjoy the night as we always do.
Apparently candy cigarettes make me extremely hyper. My god, I think I scared Steven standing in line at Best Buy to purchase TWO VOLUMES OF AQUA TEEN HUNGER FORCE and on the ride back home. I made him eat a few sticks. Christina called me up bitching about how horny that candy made him. HAHAHAHAHA! Sukka.
It's been three days since Sara has left for her vacation. Haven't heard word from her. Said she'd be taking the cell phone that she can text on. I'm thinking she forgot it.
She was part of a dream last night that really shook me up. More so than the other dreams I've been having during the summer. Maybe I should see a sleep therapist or something. These dreams are really starting to get to me. Especially last night's because it hit way too close to one of my greatest insecurities.
I'm still hearing Christina and Steven bitch like whinny little fucks whenever she can't hang out with us for whatever reason. Usually, dealing with her mother's odd work schedule and having to watch her little sister, Sabina, who is an absolute cutie. Anyway, each time they start whining about how they can't hang out with each other on any certain day it really fucking pisses me off. Sara won't be back for another four or five days. When she comes back she'll still be grounded for about two months so the only time she and I will really get to talk and be with each other is during school, particularly during lunch. AND YOU DON'T SEE ME RUNNING AROUND LIKE A WHINNY LITTLE FUCK! SO GET OVER IT BITCHES!
My parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday. The only thing I told them I wanted was a punching bag. Lately I've been in dire need of one. Just ask the hole in my door and the old guitar box that was viciously attacked. I guess listening to Flogging Molly really isn't helping me contain this rage at the moment
So I guess the plan for the night is to run around and make a few cheap bombs with Steven. Blow some shit up, take a few chunks out of mother earth. Hey, we're living in Peoria. If you don't like the city you might as well cause havoc in it
Apparently candy cigarettes make me extremely hyper. My god, I think I scared Steven standing in line at Best Buy to purchase TWO VOLUMES OF AQUA TEEN HUNGER FORCE and on the ride back home. I made him eat a few sticks. Christina called me up bitching about how horny that candy made him. HAHAHAHAHA! Sukka.
It's been three days since Sara has left for her vacation. Haven't heard word from her. Said she'd be taking the cell phone that she can text on. I'm thinking she forgot it.
She was part of a dream last night that really shook me up. More so than the other dreams I've been having during the summer. Maybe I should see a sleep therapist or something. These dreams are really starting to get to me. Especially last night's because it hit way too close to one of my greatest insecurities.
I'm still hearing Christina and Steven bitch like whinny little fucks whenever she can't hang out with us for whatever reason. Usually, dealing with her mother's odd work schedule and having to watch her little sister, Sabina, who is an absolute cutie. Anyway, each time they start whining about how they can't hang out with each other on any certain day it really fucking pisses me off. Sara won't be back for another four or five days. When she comes back she'll still be grounded for about two months so the only time she and I will really get to talk and be with each other is during school, particularly during lunch. AND YOU DON'T SEE ME RUNNING AROUND LIKE A WHINNY LITTLE FUCK! SO GET OVER IT BITCHES!
My parents asked me what I wanted for my birthday. The only thing I told them I wanted was a punching bag. Lately I've been in dire need of one. Just ask the hole in my door and the old guitar box that was viciously attacked. I guess listening to Flogging Molly really isn't helping me contain this rage at the moment
So I guess the plan for the night is to run around and make a few cheap bombs with Steven. Blow some shit up, take a few chunks out of mother earth. Hey, we're living in Peoria. If you don't like the city you might as well cause havoc in it
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Aqua teen....fiiine choice