Sunday, June 8

headlock..

i know i have been saying this statement wayy too much. but i dont care. fuck my life. i hate social more then ever. and same goes to my father. right now, i think we/i am sooo fucked for this project. p.s: i need to talk to you asap. @&!*%#$!&$# i pretty much want summer right now. oh, i and got the dress =). im not looking forward to this next week because my mom is going to regina from monday till thursday. and everyday of it is going to suck ass. monday shouldnt be all that bad. we are making burgers in foods, science we are going over some shit, fashions = work, social = ?. tuesday is going to be the ultimate death. double science + due date of the major project for social =s. wednesday consists of social final, the written part, *cries*. i really want this social project to work out. i feel like i am slacking. i owe my bff a lot right now at the moment. i want it to be briannes wedding. i get to be the person at the guestbook table.. if that makes any sense. i cant wait till rockband comes out. im probably getting the drum set =). i want to die, i can hear manwhore's snoring. -_-

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