bleh. feeling fucking angsty.

I guess thats all that needs to be said. blargh. i realllly wanted to goto prom.

;_;

oh well. what happened happened, and couldn't have happened any other way. fuck 'em all.

the first season of house is over. amazing fucking show, but its weird when you can relate to a weekly series.

alot of shit has been going through my mind lately.

i've been in such a good mood lately, but i'm starting to think that it was all just pretend.

ive never been able to have everyone sleepover my house with my mom's permission, but she said i could have everybody over saturday night. whoo hoo i say, so i call justin to tell him party at my place, but he gives me some bullshit reason about going to brendans and cathing him at a bad time. whatever, so i called mike today during my break, hoping to get everyone over tonight, but then he tells me to get my mom out of the house. what the fuck. shed be fucking asleep by the time wed get in there, so it doesnt fucking matter, so i just basically said fuck you and hung up. i guess my place and the plethora of food doesn't compare to chris's "fire pit". what ever. fuck that. i just wanted to do something for my friends that didnt involve a basement and wondering where to go and what to do and what to eat. i just wanted everyone to hang out, relax, play some burnout, but whatever.

john leguizamo's freak is genius.

girls are sucky, but they kick so much ass lol m i rite??

stewarts isnt a bad job, but fucking dipen kept me like 15 fucking minutes later than eveyone else. wtf. that sucked. i want money. gah.

meh

i should sleep


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