fruitless

well what a crappy night. i'm sick still sore from my piercings and the person i was suppose to hang out with ditched me tonight so i'm alone again. and this coffee shop isn't feeling very welcoming. or maybe it's the fact that i'm just typing on the laptop. and everyone around me seems to be doing the same. i need a ciggerate and some grey goose. maybe i don't. i'm still trying to get over the fact that i have to work tomarrow. shitty very shitty