At first, friday was shitty. being around a bunch of bitchy girls. fuckin whores. i hate it. they all talk about each other. and i do it too. nasty nasty nasty. anyway. then the sluts, sorry, girls, (god im a bitch.) were off to the dance. which i had to hear about how great being a slut was. God i'm too fucking bitter, At least i have friends. But on to the good stuff. then they picked me up. and the rest of Friday was amazing. i was fucking smashed. i went over there @ like 10 30. started drinking at 11. i had.. 2 shots of peach snaupps 2 cups of vodka and C Plus 2 cups of rum and coke 2 cups of root beer and rum Then we all like passed out at 1 30. i love being smashed. nice feeling. i was crazy. Saturday was stressful. My dad like disappeared. I cried. He returned. I went babysitting. babysitting was nice. all was is. Today was the Y. the baby room. stressful. i fell over the damn baby gate. embarassing. i'm not really in a chatty mood. i'm just listening to music. God i can't wait until, next time i get drunk. i'm irish. i have a right too. You know what i'm going to try. Meth. Or something hard like that. something, so when i am about to die, i don't regret being so safe. haha. what a laugh. i won't. i'm a pussy. Oh fuck. and friday i skipped civics. and i shouldn't of. shit shit shit. i'm going to be in trouble. and i'm pissed cuz stupid diana gold carded, so i'm prolly the only one who skipped in our whole fucking class. FUCK Well that's all for me. Half smoked cigarettes. You're the trash that infests my sheets.