i dropped my fucking cell phone in the toilet, but it's not dead yet. it's acting really funny though. i'm just clumsy. i'm really, really fond of austin. we have this almost surreal connection. he's been helping me feel better, more than silka ever could. she's annoying, she called me three times in a row not even five minutes ago to ask me the same question and tell me the same story. i don't need that shit. it just makes me want to kill myself, and the sad part is that i'm not kidding. my dad went shopping for a tuxedo today, because he is the best man in the wedding i'm going to be in. so we're both in the wedding. i'm excited about it. the buttons on my phone aren't really working.... edit---- i forgot to mention the thrift shop i went to yesterday, i bought so much nice stuff. a laundry by shelli segal dress for $10..... wow. i was annoyed, two people yesterday gushed about how much i look like my mom.