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lathrielHalloween was spam-tastic. The party saturday night rocked, as did the kareoke. Essie and K-RA were both there!
i drank 2 times this weekend! *gasp* i don't usually drink more than once a month anymore. i'm turning into a lush
aparently (rumor from scott from essie from zoe) something "happened" between zoe and kaitlyn and that's why zoe doesn't call her anymore? something bitchy? or something flirty? i don't know. i don't care. i don't want to be a part of that kind of self-created drama. i don't really want to have anything to do with her anymore. I don't like who she is as a person, and especially not as a friend. Friends are supposed to be there for you and help you out, not just drink your beer and eat your food and insult your grieving of the death of your dog.
ok, bitter maddie strikes again. pour some sugar on me, baby.
so there's this random indian guy who came in the store last week. and he waited till leslie went on break, then started hitting on my and trying to get my phone number. so i left, which, in retrospect was what he wanted because he was probably stealing. then he left the store. then he came back, and he's been in at least once, sometimes twice, a day since then. i don't want to deal with this asshole! creepin me out, following me around, speakin in another language.
i don't want to take these stupid classes with this stupid "teacher." how can he possibly get paid to tell me to read a book? arrrrg
i want to melt away into something else and then i can be perfectly happy
i drank 2 times this weekend! *gasp* i don't usually drink more than once a month anymore. i'm turning into a lush
aparently (rumor from scott from essie from zoe) something "happened" between zoe and kaitlyn and that's why zoe doesn't call her anymore? something bitchy? or something flirty? i don't know. i don't care. i don't want to be a part of that kind of self-created drama. i don't really want to have anything to do with her anymore. I don't like who she is as a person, and especially not as a friend. Friends are supposed to be there for you and help you out, not just drink your beer and eat your food and insult your grieving of the death of your dog.
ok, bitter maddie strikes again. pour some sugar on me, baby.
so there's this random indian guy who came in the store last week. and he waited till leslie went on break, then started hitting on my and trying to get my phone number. so i left, which, in retrospect was what he wanted because he was probably stealing. then he left the store. then he came back, and he's been in at least once, sometimes twice, a day since then. i don't want to deal with this asshole! creepin me out, following me around, speakin in another language.
i don't want to take these stupid classes with this stupid "teacher." how can he possibly get paid to tell me to read a book? arrrrg
i want to melt away into something else and then i can be perfectly happy
