|Current mood:|| irate|
it is 6:37. i am woried that i will not be able to be with my amber kitten. aparantly she was fighting with her mom about it last night but never said if she won or not. EEEK! why dont they understand the concept of being nice and understanding. that is really all it would take i swear. i tell my fucking mother all of the time. okay i understand im wrong but can you not freak out on me?! goddamn. no one will ever try anyone else's points of view. derek is here. lovely. asshat. my mom's allarm is going off too i suppose that means i need to go. goodbye.