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alright, so i am going to try this again. i am editing for the third time today because i wrote a long entry in the beggining but it didn't work so here i am on try number three.

i am feeling slightly incompetent lately, a little illiterate which could quite possibly be true for what it is that i am trying to do but, highly unlikely. my last drunken entry i see was entertaining... lol. that was a great night. we went to kiyomi's show at cameron house which was nice. it was too bad that emma & tara missed it. there are always other shows though. we went to the bovine after that which was good, there were slight bits of drama (which i will get into later) but it was alright. i made out in the bathroom, i drank beer, i sang old classic rock songs by guns and roses and the beatles with my friends, i watched a group of friends play pool. well, anyway, we went back to sineads house and ordered ID RINX (the after hours booze can service)... drank till 5am then wandered home alone. Fawn and I bombed queen street, tagging all the way home... yuno, you never realise how not good at tagging you are until the next morning when you walk to the store to get advil for your hangover and see your drunk ass name all over the windows at the beer store.

anyway, sunday was un eventful. i did nothing really, maybe a little bit of homework but nothing enough to make it count.

monday, i went to another one of kiyomi's shows. this one was fucking classic. it was at the local community center and there were about 25 6 year old's running around screaming. it seemed as though there were 4 kids to every 1 adult. i hate kids. this was not so much fun for me. but ehh... i got to hear kiyomi sing. shes amazing.

today, being tuesday, im at school... though i wish i was still in my bed :/
i was supposed to go to my mothers tomorrow but now that i have to be up at 8am to be here for 8:30 to go to some art show with my teacher... i dont think that will be happening. i will just have to tell her that i cant come... she'll have to deal.

so, recent things that my mother has done to make my hair stab me in the back of my neck :

so, i tell my mother that i need 500 bux for my rent because im fucked right... i lost my job, it wasn't my fault, i would of been ok but the idiots at the bok fucked me for some money... mom says ok fine, ill help you out... ill borrow the money off my mother (gramma). this conversation takes place a week and a half before rent day.
Rent day comes along, i call my mother... oh i dont think i can help you anymore. naturally, i get antsy and irritated because she had already told me that she could so of course me being all hostile, makes me an asshole for not being appreciative for her borrowing the money for me right? right? yea.. so... later that day i call her again.. and then again later... finally she says ok. i borrowed the money of my mother... i can give you 400.
so i shit my pants, thank my mother perfusely and pay my landlord.
later that night, i talk to gramma because i need to know something about knitting right? I usually only talk to gramma when im at my mothers house so i assume my mother didn't think i would be talking to her.
gramma asks'
"did you get the money i sent down for you?"
-"why yes gramma, thank you so much"

gramma-"how much did you get?"

-"I got 400?"

gramma-"I sent down 500".

so, me being 100 short on rent, thinking my mother only borrowed 400... but thankful... really, decided that the transfer of the money was too hard so she'd keep her hands on 100.

i think what i am going to do about this is pay my grandmother back the 400 bux just so that i can let my mother know that i KNOW she stiffed me for 100 and that my grandma knows as well.

second thing i am going to bitch about
so, saturday theres about 9 or 10 of us out. all lesbians, one fag, then me (whatever i am these days). drama of course is inevitable. ex girlfriends thinking that i am hitting on ex girlfriends, then other ex girlfriends thinking that she is hitting on me... or SOMETHING REDICULOUS. but, i can deal with that... whatever right... jealousy is a fact of life with lesbians... im used to it.

so, sinead wore m's jacket right... sinead had all her shit in the pockets... blah whatever... so 5am comes rolling around and we all decide that we're hungry and i decide that i am going home... m has already left by this point. sinead realises that her jacket is missing, her money was in her jacket, her drivers licence is in her jacket, her makeup is in her jacket... and the jacket is gone.
sunday night, sinead calls me, not in so many words accusing me and/or my friends of stealing the jacket. im not so offended because i can empathize but whatever yuno... i tell her im guna call my friends and ask.
the next morning i check my answering machine.
message number 1.
SINEAD - "i think you know more than your letting on, i dont want to point fingers but i found my makeup just dumped out in my kicthen sink and M's jacket is gone and i know my friends wohnld't steal it. my money is missing and this isent cool."
message number 2.
MOM - "Hi, its me call me back when you get this."
message number 3.
M - "Hey, so im just calling to tell you that i found my jacket, i dont remember this but when i was drunk i must have dumped out sineads stuff into the sink and taken the jacket. So, im sorry for accusing you of stealing or whatever... so yea, i just wanted to tell you that... so ill talk to you later."


SO OK, -rips hair out of head-

JACKASS.

ok, i think this may be the longest entry ever.

kiscica i miss you,
bracket i love you,
flick you rawk my FUCKING world,
grey your sexy and
aries your taffy is stuck to my teeth as i write this.



im a miserable bitch today.