Tonight I work for the eighth night in a row. What fun. I am so sick of it. I am so hurt. So hurt........ so so hurt. I hate when things don't make sense. Michelle's leaving tomorrow for two weeks. She's staying with Nick in Bethlehem... dammmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnnnnn it. You know, I'm starting to wonder why I aven bother. Like, I spill my heart out, and yeah, its cool if you feel that way, but an explanaiotn would be nice. It didn't take you three days to come up with I'm sorry. I have to go get ready for work... jesus and I still have to work Saturday, Sunday, and Monday before I get a day off.....