12:14AM - long day...
Today I went & applied at Target, finally. Good karma...goooood karma!!!! Must get this job!!!!
Then I went & hung out with Rachel & her hubby. Aww such a cute couple. AWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After thinking that it was way too late for my Dad to come get me at the MAX stop, I decided to walk home, from 148th & Burnside. So...I'm tired. I have that Dentists appointment tomorrow. I reeeeeally do not want to go, but I have to. Stupid fillings stupid coming out when they aren't supposed to!!! RARGH! Pisses me off.
Oh I got Kelly to cut my hair! It looks cute. I ALSO went back to Chris's to get my pillow. BUT I forgot to bring him his pants. So I have to fucking go back there. Damnit. He did a large amount of meth, so I've decided fuck it. I'm not even going to attempt to be his friend. No thanks. No more tweakers. He's just a big fucking drama anyway. I say, let him have his juvinile delinquent, or his other delinquent. I offered him what he wanted, without a guilt trip, or a screaming match. If he wants to go down that road, fucking let him. I tried to get in touch with him, but he shoved me away. So, it's no longer my concern if he fucks up his existance anymore. I tried to help. *shrug* Not my problem if he's a festering moron.
It happens. Anyways, I have to be up at like 6am & I need to shower so..
BAH!
Current mood: 
exhausted
Current music: meh.
5:10PM - I HATE TEH DENT0RZ!!!!!
So ok, I drag my happy ass out of bed at 6am, thinking, "Oh JOY! I get to go have my mouth jabbed full of sharp objects & stuf!!!"
So I get there, & my stupid ass Dentist decides that he wants to reschedule me, for SEPTEMBER 9TH!!! So, I have to wait...for weeks...and he's not even replacing my filling yet. He's doing some other stupid ass cavity first. NNNGGGHHHHRRRAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLOODYFUCK!
On the upside, I get to go get dinner at El Indio tonight. MmMm...
So, this is ultra-moronic. Now that Virgo Boi decided that he wanted to have his heart ground into powder by another female...he's no longer talking to me. Why? Oh I dont fucking know.
I hate it when people abandon me for no fucking reason. I repeat, and people wonder WHY I'm so horribly black hearted & untrusting. Hmm...could it be that...the reason is...people treat me like SHIT? No...that's just goddamn absurd. *rolls her eyes*
I am in such a bad mood. *smashes things* I didn't get my Emo fix last night, my mouth has holes in it, and backstabbing bastards seem to center themselves around me.
What I wouldn't give to be 6 again. I didn't give a shit when I was 6 if I had friends or not. I was entertained enough by those huge ass chalk sticks & playing in the backyard with the hose. Shit was so uncomplicated ( I dont care if that's a word or not. ) back then. Now it's like, I HAVE to get a job, because I cant take staying at home anymore. My family is making me insane. I swear...all the time, they ENJOY making shit difficult for me. They are a bunch of slobs. I get yelled at if I dont clean up after them, and when I do...I'm lucky if I get all the money that I earned by doing THIER dishes, THIER laundry, cleaning up THIER rooms so I can vacumn, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. Right now Aaron is downstairs with one of his pukepile video junkie cronies, & for some reason...the number of drinking glasses & plates outnumber them. Now...whatever happened to rinsing out your fucking glass & wiping off your plates when you want something different? Aaron seems to have totally dissolved that bit of common sense & sucked it into the horrible oblivion that is his laziness.
Someone let me sleep on thier couch!!! GOD PLEASE!!!! *cries*
OH I also have to barf up 30 or so dollars to get a stud for my lip, because I have to remove it for a mouth X-ray. On top of that, I need system cleanser. There's $50 for stupid reasons. I fucking hate...ARGH!
I just need a safe haven...a place of my own. Where I can turn the ringer off, sit on my ass, take bong hits...and just ignore the rest of the World. I'm so sick of cleaning up after people...doing simple things that they should be able to do themselves once in a while. *sigh*
Where the HELL is my Knight in Shining Armor? Seriously dude, you're totally slacking. Hurry up & rescue me before I start stabbing people.
Time for El Indio!!! WOOOO!!! This will be the 3rd time that I've had Mexican food for dinner this week. Beware of noxious fumes yo.
Current mood: 
cranky
Current music: Sex Pistols - Submission
nervous