|Current mood:|| bored|
|Current music:||Fabolous-Street Dreams (ya gotta get this)|
1st Day Off.
So today was the first day of our 4-day weekend. Yeah, fun, I woke up at like 9 from a frikin' phonecall but went back to sleep for and hour. So when I finally wake up for good I go to see who's on the internet (ya know, forgeting that it's about 10 o'clock in the morning) and to my surprise nobody's on, so I look at the clock and oh yeah, the vast majority of my buddy list is sleeping. So I get to cleaning, because well it's fun, I mean fun as in nothing-else-to-do fun, not as in actually-get-a-kick-out-of-it fun. But oh well. I come back to see my psycho friend Natalie on, telling me how bored she is also so she's playing the Sims, wow. At this point, I WOULD proceed to ask ehr if she wanted to come over but you must realize, Natalie has a deadly ailment that I donot wish to get, so screw her coming over, I'd rather be bored and play with knives. I decided to take a 2-hour long shower, it would have been longer if my damn mother hadn't decided to come pounding on the door. Then I did my hair. Don't ask why, because I can't tell you why. I'm aware that I'm not doing anything tonight, yet I decided to do my hair so I can look pretty for my mom, ya. Possibly my boyfriend and his cousin will come over, that's a possibility but it probably won't happen because let's face it, he never comes over. Ha, my night's shot and it's raining so I can't go out in the jacuzzi by myself, so there's another let down. My life is jsut pathetic and this is why I hate days off. The ironic part is, I am going out 2 times this weekend, Saturday and Sunday. Saturday I have a football game and Sunday my mom is taking me to the mall, as usual. But what's so irionice is that, I normally have Saturday and Sunday off to do whatever weekend activities I please. There's another wow. So, I'm out, gonna go do some more cleaning..