|Current mood:||I don't fucking know|
|Current music:||David Bowie - Rebel Rebel|
Pretty rhings are going to hell
I went to my friend Olivia's play the other night. It was fun. She had the lead role. And after the play was over, we went out to this high class pizza place (I've never seen one) and we ate a lot of food. We drank too. It was fun. I haven't seen her in like forever and we're making plans to hang out again sometime soon. I think we're going to the mall or something next weekend. It's fucking Thanksgiving on Thursday. I hate it. I really fucking do. But I won't go into detail.
Wooo the day after tomorrow I'm going to see the lead singer from Everclear in New York!! YAY... I can't wait. My moms keeping me out of school for 2 days to go shopping in the village and to see the concert. The day after the concert is a half day, so she's letting me sleep in. Fun shit.
Last night.. I don't know what happened after 2. I remember sitting in my bathroom. And I remember blood. I don't know what happened.