juliem

I got a job! A job in the industry with some cool punkrawkers like me.

Went to Vegas with a friend to celebrate my birthday, but it turned out a disaster. She acted like a total freak throughout the whole trip and dragged me to yucky clubs at places like Bikinis and Studio 54 with hip hop and shit. And asked me why I wasn't getting down with the homeys. On top of everything her nasty tweaker brother had a boner for me (literally) and wouldn't leave me alone. So, I got tired of the bullshit and hopped on a plane ride home and ditched their white trash @ss.
Glad to be back and looking forward to buying a whole new wardrobe for my new job. Yipee!