| feel kinda crummy // 05-23-04 // 3:24 a.m. | |
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Amanda, did you talk to "Chrissy" the other day? if so, how'd it go? am i in? should i call them back and drop your name, demanding a job? letme know, chick. btw: my mom deleted AIM and made it so i can't download it again, so i won't have AIM for a while until i can figure out how to get it back without her knowing. call my cell or home number if you wanna talk or email me a response. oh, and about the Sentman comment: i am totally embarrassed...but, it's true- i do want him. but, it's not going to happen. nope, never. and hey, for everyone else out there, let's stop trying to make holly's face red by dropping his name loudly in front of me while he's around. yeah...that's a good idea. i do have to go in Monday to take exams...one of which IS his exam...and i do have to come back during the last week of school, yes...AFTER i graduate...to sell Birchbark magazines... Mahaney better buy me a nice dinner for this- lol! i'm desperate for a job. ^_^ oh, and for all you who've pissed me off lately, fuck you all. i don't need your shit- you don't understand so stop opening your fucking mouths. god i need to stop fucking around with the chemicals in my body, it's real late so i think i'll go to bed...i'm rambling i've really started to hate myself again lately. that's not good.
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