Listening to: damien rice- the professor
Feeling: aggravated
wake up. got into a car accident.
go to class.. fail my math test, fail my chem test.
when you think its a bad morning.. your purse that contains your life including ipod get stolen.
leavinng you sad.
walk down to lunch.. set my papers down and .. of coarse after i finish my sentence."this day cant get worst" mother nature sends her forces and blow all my papers out of my hand and around the campus.
but... things happen. it just wasnt my brighter day and complaining about it isnt going to fix shit. so ill stop here.. ill never bring it up again.
oh but,
jeff is awesome, he helped search during class for it. i love him. top funniest guy too.. if you listen to my voice message on my cell.. its all him, high off his ass.
winterformal is comming.. arabian night is our theme and its a knotts... i love to dance. but who knows if ill go to this one. it didnt work out last dance and i dont want to go without him bc its bad news.
speaking of which, theres something i want to know about soo badly but he has to drop it at the right time. i hope he knows i care and he can tell me anything.
im blabbing about absolutly nothing important.
im basicly talking to myself
i need something new about myself though.. perhaps a hair cut????
oo i am off to the dessert with sexanie this weekend.. we will be riding some pretty mean dunes. and were hott and its just ganna be the two of us. thats right NO ONE ELSE! i am planning on not bringing my cell phone. i dont want to talk to anyone while im there.. i need to escape from here for a minimum of two days. we will see
Yes... Car accident.. Oh well... Purse.. We'll get it back.
I've got your back. You say the word and we will go in on whoever stole your purse and beat them.
I love you.
I'm glad it was you in the car when the wall hit me.
:)
~Jessica*~