today's just like all the others, i'm not alright...   
02:58pm 28/03/2003
 
mood: pissed off
music: finch // waiting
i'm gonna kill those fucking faggots who walk down my street walking home from the high school. i put the dog out and then i heard her barking so i went to the door but didn't go out and just watched.. they make noises at her and it pisses her off so she flips. it's not the dog's fault, if those motherfuckers made noises at me i'd flip a bitch, too. so then i went outside and told them to stop teasing the god damn dog and they started calling me names and shit. so we cursed each other for a couple of minutes until they were out of sight. i hate people like that.

well it's friday.. there's a show tonight, but i don't know if i'm going. my mom probably won't let me for reasons i don't want to discuss and i dunno if my dad can give me a ride and if he can i probably won't have one home.. shane and jon took me to the last one and they claim i owe them rides.. but i dunno if i can give them. plus i still don't know if bill's gonna be allowed out or not.. i really hope he is.. but if he can't, i suppose i'll try and go to the show.

i'm still so pissed off about those kids.. and the thing was, i sat there and watched them tease her. it's their own fucking faults she freaked out at them. my neighbor was standing outside.. i hope he doesn't tell my mom i was cursing them off, haha. my mom won't let me say 'crap' in front of her.. it's funny. stupid wannabe martha stuart. at least she's amusing or i would've run away when i was like seven.

i ran away when i was five.. to my neighbor's, haha. i can't help it, i was a stupid little kid.. to me the world was as big as i could ride my bike without crossing the street. so the world was the block i lived on, haha.

i'm off to burn cds.. bill will probably be grounded and my mom probably won't let me go to the show and andy and tori are on a date which leaves me nothing to do so i'll probably be online all night. if so, i'll write another entry later.

-- jen
 
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