cant sleeep
someone tell me a funny story or something :(
drunk
its 2:46 am. just got home. its always awkward when you talk to your parents all drunk like WHY CANT YALL JUST BE ASLEEP WHEN I GET HOME?!?! gotta deal with all these questions like “where were you and shit” like ughh i just wanna do wanna do hood rat things with my friends!!!!! geez. gotta get my own place. -_-
my mom is soo mexican
im tired of all this mexican food. fuck, where are the pork chops and the mashed potatoes!?!
made it through the weekend
without having to kick people out or cuss at anyone. i dont feel like such an asshole anymore :)
being heart broken and intoxicated dont mix. today was supposed to be great.
follow my new personal tumblr
just so i don’t bore y’all with my life on this one.
doing homework for my history class
which really means cycles of 5-10 mins of actual work and 15-25 mins of tumblr/facebook >)
