What's new, you ask? Let's see...I bought some cds yesterday. The Fugees and Wu-Tang. Ghetto white girl in the suburbs, ho! 
I bough some tank tops...ate some yummy Mexican food. My life is so fast paced and exciting, I know.
I need start working on my monologue again. I was going at it everyday for a month, then once work started I just kind of stopped.
I woke up at 7:30 today. I don't know why. I just sort of sprang up. It was weird.
I have a dentist appointment today. Oh joy.
update
going home today should be...interesting.
update 2
I walk up to her. The following are actual events.
Me: ___ , you can be mad at me for whatever reason you like. but you have no idea why I didn't come to your party--
Her (interuppting): DON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME! *garblegarbleyellingyelling*
Me: Don't interrupt me. Don't interrupt me!
Her: garblegarbleyellingyelling YOU WERE MY FRIEND FOR 10 FUCKING YEARS AND YOU DIDN'T COME TO MY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!! *expletives and shouting I can't really understand because she's talking so fast* DON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME!
Me: Fuck you, ____, this friendship is over. I'm signing a new lease, I'm moving out. Have a nice life! I hope you had fun at your party!
the best part was all the people in the living room. I had no clue who any of them were. Oh, and her stupid boyfriend did the 'hi sweetheart' thing again when I walked out of my room. shit head.
well. a weight has been lifted off my shoulders knowing I owe this person nothing, and have no obligation towards her. but at the same time I didn't get to say anything I wanted to say because she started screaming like a maniac. she comes from a family where all they do is scream (not yell. scream.) over each other. I wasn't raised that way, so I didn't stoop to her level. "Fuck you, buh-bye" was pretty much it.
No longer will I have to hear her stupid stories about her boyfriend. no longer will I have to hear her lame top 40 music. no longer will I have to watch stupid chick flicks, and bite tongue to keep myself from making fun of it. I don't have to hide who I am anymore. It's wonderfull.
I don't know about you, Miss Kitty, but I feel so much yummier...
I bough some tank tops...ate some yummy Mexican food. My life is so fast paced and exciting, I know.
I need start working on my monologue again. I was going at it everyday for a month, then once work started I just kind of stopped.
I woke up at 7:30 today. I don't know why. I just sort of sprang up. It was weird.
I have a dentist appointment today. Oh joy.
update
going home today should be...interesting.
update 2
I walk up to her. The following are actual events.
Me: ___ , you can be mad at me for whatever reason you like. but you have no idea why I didn't come to your party--
Her (interuppting): DON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME! *garblegarbleyellingyelling*
Me: Don't interrupt me. Don't interrupt me!
Her: garblegarbleyellingyelling YOU WERE MY FRIEND FOR 10 FUCKING YEARS AND YOU DIDN'T COME TO MY PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!! *expletives and shouting I can't really understand because she's talking so fast* DON'T FUCKING TALK TO ME!
Me: Fuck you, ____, this friendship is over. I'm signing a new lease, I'm moving out. Have a nice life! I hope you had fun at your party!
the best part was all the people in the living room. I had no clue who any of them were. Oh, and her stupid boyfriend did the 'hi sweetheart' thing again when I walked out of my room. shit head.
well. a weight has been lifted off my shoulders knowing I owe this person nothing, and have no obligation towards her. but at the same time I didn't get to say anything I wanted to say because she started screaming like a maniac. she comes from a family where all they do is scream (not yell. scream.) over each other. I wasn't raised that way, so I didn't stoop to her level. "Fuck you, buh-bye" was pretty much it.
No longer will I have to hear her stupid stories about her boyfriend. no longer will I have to hear her lame top 40 music. no longer will I have to watch stupid chick flicks, and bite tongue to keep myself from making fun of it. I don't have to hide who I am anymore. It's wonderfull.
I don't know about you, Miss Kitty, but I feel so much yummier...
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I can burn you a copy of Head Automatica since you can't find your copy.
I hope you're doing well.