i'm sorry i tried i really did. i might not be able to go to the dance...i'm sorry. my dads gnna b out of town and i have work the next morning. god i hate this. i hatehatehatehate service. i hate it. i want my freinds my homies and my peeps...i miss u guys sooo much. god i feel like crying. every morning i get sick cause i hate service so much. god someone just put me out of my misery. all because my dad was shapperoning thats why i got to go last time. bullshit that was 7th and 8th grade and i'm a highschooler now. maybe i am actually able to be remotly responsible. i kno i am..so what is their prob? i wanna go. but i have no power over my life until i'm out of highschool until then why should i even try? why should i give a fuck what happens to me? since pretty much everything that i do will be judged by my parents...man this sucks. the one thing i'm looking forward to all month and its fucking gone.....damn.....