2 questions:

1)WHY IS QUEEN LATIFAH SO SUCCESSFUL NOW?

2)who was the best buy employee talking about when he said YOURE SO RETARDED...me? shawn? me and shawn? someone else?

my lessons of the day :

1)everyone should smoke weed before going to best buy
2)cars cant turn left in this fucking city
3)when someone gets out of their car to come break shawn's fingers , we can just turn the window up and pretend he doesnt exist.

moo

Okayy.
This weekend was eventful i suppose.
Got completely tanked with Michelle (accompanied by julian and shane)
& went to nu ravers where i fully managed to:

1- embarrass myself amonst the millions of drunks (dont really care)
2-cockblock alot of drunks (dont really care)
3-hug and tell alot of drunks i love them..meghynn calls them the i love yous ( "...")
4-drop drinks , steal drinks , drink drinks
5-got convinced to give c away to people i dont even like
6-get my picture taken at the most horrible sweaty drunk times

all&all.
i was that girl you usually have to bring home who passes out in the cab and gives her money and drugs to everyone.


AWFUL!

but as much as its lame AND stupid attitude from an outside perspective its fun to be that girl some of the time instead of just shitting on "her."

Right.

So basically this is:

me: writting to myself + some chance a strange entity is bored slash interested in things about my life he couldnt possibly relate to (aka creepo stalker aka the most fascinating humans ) + some chance or a fluke my friends have a sort of interest in "this" as well.

I'd say pretty much = a personal diary.


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I mean I could make this about some surreal depression or copied pasted phase im going through. I'm sure i'm looking forward to any self analysis i could possibly inflict on myself (if in fact it hadnt already been inflicted on me daily by others//friends/psychiatrists//family).

Personally I don't really care.

Maybe i'm so depressed i'm attempting at dragging everyone down with me or maybe everyone is so self-involved all they can see is fault and mishief in my actions.

I am so out to get everyone . It's ridiculous, right?

Ironically I could be the self involved one , i mean "boo! i just need one friend."

I hungout with my one friend who sees me through thick and shit today.


It was like totally Awesome.

So what am i complaining about....i have one friend.

I want to learn how to knit and sew. I also want a nice boyfriend. And 2 million dollars.

ouchhh!

I just don't understand the concept of second best.


But really i'm just using that slightly touchy subject as a masquerade for the real reason i'm posting ;



GETTING EXTENSIONS NEXT WEEK.


If youve been anywhere near me and my incessant whining about my hair lately you'll make sure to bust out the champagne. I have worried some and more with my recent prescription speed addiction but i'll just reassure it really is no big deal and at least i'm not doing any harder drugs anymore.

The wave of clean living ( well , everyone has their little "en attendant" like cigarettes,caffeine pills, alcohol.. ect) within all the friends who LOVED drugs is kind of refreshing and almost inspiring.

Meeting My one and Only lesbien lover Michelle, gotta run...

no one reads this anyways & i have nothing to read. BORING!!!!

songs always on repeat

So first post...
I just needed some sort of record of my socalled "change your life around phase"

Let's just see how long that lasts.

• I dont perticularely enjoy my new barely employed state.
• Somehow I keep pushing back showing the information for stylist school to my dad even though he is FULLY aware (and borderline supportive) i want to apply and he has to pay.

I'm just a pussy like that.

My mind is pretty torn about New York City. But I'm certainly not there yet.

I will however partly be there with some friends may 31st-june4rth. hurray!