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Thursday, October 2nd, 2003
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10:11p - The Rabbit killed the Carrot and it was BLOODY
Chelsea Who ya going to homecoming with.... chelsea got a date to homecoming? Well im going with so and so. I want to go wtih so and so.... Grrrr, no i dont have a fucking date to homecoming because noone ever asks me! And when they decide to i will happily say yes. And having a friend tell you that they want you to go with their friend doesnt count! Stupid. Grr. Its ok i like going solo, except for the lack of a partner for the one slow dance. Stupid LHPS Djs. ok getting totally off the subject because im feeling sorry for me, aint it great? I should stop doing that it pisses people off. and noone cares anywho, cuz weve all got our own problems. Mommy found my economics paper with the 65. She found it while she went through my room, which means my mom was searching through my room, but i didnt bother to bring up that point. It made her pissy all the same, but go figure i walk into her room and shes sitting watching extreem makeover, knitting, and in good humor. Ahhh how the world works. Ive decided im going to bed because i got plenty of work done and i havent been able to sleep in a while. Plus i feel pretty shitty about Logan having to watch my mother and i bitch at eachother because i know how other people being sad makes him sad. Its starting to rub off on me which doesnt work with my hard ass personality. I wish when my mom told me to do my work i just said "yes mam thankyou" like he does but no, im a hard ass and have to argue that she knows nothting about what i do all day. How hard i work on everything else. how i have a script to memorize and 3 tests to study for and SAT next saturday. That i have no time to worry about piddly little homework assignments. Serenity Now!! ha. It will all be well. I have love, do i need much more?
current mood:  crappy
current music: the sound of my pounding head (2 comments |comment on this)
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