My brother is home, and it seems that while he is gone I create a whole new image of him in my head and then he comes home and he's different than I expected. He's exactly as he was, I don't know why everytime he comes home I expect he'll be different.
Chris moved. It really sucks. I really miss all the lovely things about having him close. But other than those small losses, it's really not all that bad. It's not terribly far and it is a rather nice house, chris's room aside.
I am really starting to like working overnights, I didn't at first, but now I really do.
I can't handle mother, child stories. They make me very upset.
I miss my friends. I feel like I really haven't seen much of anyone for a while. I guess that I have, but I just miss them anyway. I wanted to have loads more time with them.
I hate stereotypical teenagers and the stupid shit that they do. *growls* half of my co-workers might die.
Being sunburnt really sucks, but you really should be exhausted after a rock concert and I WAS.
It really makes me happy when girls who have done themselves all up for an outdoor PUNK ROCK show, get caught in a crazy pit and come out looking like hell. It makes em feel better for going to the show without doing anything with myself.
My sister is the shit.
I have to see my family tomorrow.
I don't like sharing my room and my car and my shit all over again. hopefully Brad will hook me up though. For sure. :D
going to bed. Night.
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