I'm fucking sick of all this. Why the hell do I bother trying to make plans to get me out of this house? I could've been out drinking with my cousin, but I canceled my plans to spend the evening with David. Then his sister got lost in Westport when she took the wrong exit and refused to turn around, got into an accident, then when only a couple miles decided, "screw it I'm going home" and went back to blue springs. I really hate people that give up easily. If you're going to come here, figure out the highways first and if you take the wrong exit turn around and get back on the highway, its not that hard to do. I might sound selfish but I really don't care anymore. I want out of this house. I've been stuck here for the past couple weeks, I need a break. I need a car and a job, anything to get me out of this place. I want out of here!