So yeah! Uhmm...On Friday night after Tursh got back from work, we went to Adam's apartment...again, and there were so many more people there. Like there was Eric and Holly and Chase and Leo and Adam's neighbor people and Sean and then us, and Josh came a little later. Sean was already all sick when we got there, so he went to sleep and took my body pillow. It's still there, too. =\ And then Leo was acting all Russian and shit and it pissed Adam off in his drunked stupor, so..he almost kicked Leo's ass. It was kind of scary...but then Adam started getting sick and went to sleep. We left around 4 and my mom woke up, like, 15 minutes after we got home. Gnyeh.
Annnd..then Melissa left the next afternoon and I went over to Amanda's house to spend the night and get crunken all over again. But uhh...I can't remember a whole lot from then, so I'm assuming it was good and fun. Weee.
Then Sunday I came home at 4 and I was still buzzing all day. I have no clue how, though. I guess I'm just a lightweight. It was kind of hard to do my homework, but I got it done because I'm amazing like that.
My mom just asked me if this entry was a report for some class....*blink* and then she just sat there and looked at the screen. o_O
Okay, anyway, then I worked Monday night and that was pretty shitty AS ULWAYS. And uhh...Tuesday was...okay, I guess. I went to Wal-Mart with Tursh at 1:30am and we stayed there for at least an hour and a half getting random shit, and I completely didn't even get CD-R's, which was the reason I wanted to go in the first place. I didn't get to sleep until 4:30 or so and I was dead tired all fucking day. I had to run to Latin because I was late, and like...I felt like I was going to die. I fell asleep several times in every class (besides gym, of course.) Oh god, my fucking gym teacher today while we were playing flag football told me that I "needed to lose some of my jewelery, especially the earrings because it wouldn't feel too good if I got hit in the side of the head." At first, I thought she was going to tell me I needed to lose some weight, in which case I seriously would have been like, "WHAT THE FUCK!?" and charged at her. Haha, and secondly, wouldn't it hurt anyway to get hit in the side of the head? Oh well, pain is pain and I really don't fucking care. She can suck my imaginary balls, that cock-choking son of a bitch.
Oh, last night, Tursh called my cell phone and said that Jessica (this girl I work with) came through the drive-through at Wendy's and told Tursh that Leo died or something. 'Cause, see, apparently someone called his house and his mom said, "He's not here anymore," so everyone thinks he's dead. I mean, at the time, it seemed like a plausible conclusion because I haven't even heard from him since Friday and he drank a lot but he only threw up like...once and then passed out in one of the rooms. Geh. I still have yet to find out if he's even okay, because I strongly doubt he's dead.
AND I HAVE A NEW AIM SCREEN NAME AGAIN FOR THE 398456TH TIME THIS YEAR. It's a Tighter Noose. Yeah bye :D