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| So the parade today sucked.
And I wasted the rest of the day away doing nothing at all.
But then...just as I was about to soak in a bath with ben folds playing, jamey calls...and he's home!!!!!!!!! So he comes over and we talk and go get a movie and talk and watch the movie and talk and around 11:45ish go to wal-mart. (Oh and when I say talk I mean he was telling me the story of his week and all the crazyness that went along with it. I rather enjoyed hearing about someone else's life.) Anyhow, Wal-Mart is a great place to be. You should all go there more often. And check out the men's pajama pants.
So yeah...what a fun time. We ran into Cathy Coultas and she was giving us shifty looks (as was my skanky cousin that I saw there). How silly...
Yep...good things do happen every once in a while. | | |
| So the other day...can't remember when. Saturday I think it was. I was in the bathroom straightening my hair and dad yells "Dakota, your ride's here! Hurry up!" This caused a great deal of confusion because I wasn't being picked up by anyone. So I go to the front door with half my hair on top of my head and see a white stretch limo parked on the road across the street. Now I'm annoyed. I saw a man jump out of the back of the limo and run to the door of my "hot neighbor chick's" house. What do you think happened that night? I'm guessing somebody got engaged. That pissed me off. So I drag myself back to the bathroom grumbling about stupid people and their stupid perfect lives. Thanks Dad.
Anyhow, Aaorn and Jamey are gone.  Oh well. I get to stay with Jamey in less than two weeks. Maybe. Issues have risen about a trip that Friday and a concert that Sunday. So I'm unsure now. But it will all be worked out shortly.
So the paper should be out Wednesday. And people really need to start working. They blame the poor quality on us. HA. It's stupid people that treat the class and the newspaper like it doesn't matter and think that they can just slack off until the last possible second and still have a good newspaper. Alex and I don't make it good. We make it look good. Everyone else is responsible for making it substantially good.
Chuck Palahniuk is a smart man. | | |
| it's amusing now how much i don't like you
and how much i don't care to even try straightening things out
it tickles me.
what's funny is that you got mad at me for something that happened with me and someone else...ironically you just lectured me on how wrong that is and accused me of doing the same thing
sigh
i love christmas time...and snow. i do love snow. | | |
| Ok, people. Let's get things straight.
I'm not psycho. Or depressed. Or suicidal. I just hit rough spots in life sometimes. But everybody does. And this here journal is an outlet for me when those rough spots show up. I have to get negativity out some way.
There is alot more that I would idealy like to post. But I know I shouldn't because I know it would cause lots of crap. There is alot I should vent about but I know I shouldn't.
Everybody goes through a time when they find out who their real friends are. I've just recently discovered mine and they are all really awesome people. If you don't like the changes going on in my life, maybe that's just because I don't want you to be a part of them. It's my life. Let me live it.
Get over yourselves. I'm not perfect. And you guys definitely aren't either. No one is. So I don't need saved. Especially by any of you.
And stop "worrying" about me. It sickens me. | | |
| Did I seriously just post two aspects of my day and find a positive thing in both of them????????????
Wow...maybe things are looking up...
Or maybe I should be watching out for another crash... | | |
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