I can't get ahold of Luis. I haven't talked to him since Sunday. This is driving me fucking insane. I called his cell, he didn't answer. GRRRR. I need to hear his voice. And then my fucking parents need to grow the fuck up. It's like "OMFG. She is friends with somebody who is 2 years older than her and lives 500 miles away. She's totally in love with him....etc..." They both need to go eat dung or something. It's all just fucking wasting away. The good news of today. On my test about Odysseus and that crap, I got a 98. Boooyah! And do you know what? Not even JT's outfit could make me happy. He wore fucking orange. Yuck. I have soooo much fucking pent up anger that it's starting to boil over and I'm just having a really fucking bad week. It's going by sooo fucking slow. I just wanna like...I don't know. Go to Virginia. Like, he asked me out, I said yes....but where exactly does this leave us? We haven't talked since. That's one of the worst things with online relationships. I tried this once before, this guy a couple of years ago asked me out, I said yes, and we never talked again. I have his picture somewhere. He's cute. But anyway, I hope it's not like that. I doubt it is...and if it is, I'll tell my cousin Andrew who is really good friends with Luis...and boom. Punch in the face. Haha. It's like gosh, I just want to shoot somebody multiple times. I'm in such a fucking bad mood. Oh, and I fucking have to work tomorrow. Woohoo. Can't fucking wait. And then I have to work on Friday..and Saturday. Oh yes. Being part of the working class of America fucking sucks. We definitely need to start a fucking revolution. Man. This whole world is falling apart. Oh fucking well. Let it. Humans should all die.