So I got ready, looked and felt gorgeous (I'm also biased) and drove over to AF. I got lost, and well, I got there late. SHOCKER. I took pictures with Cecily of Chaos and Bliss photography, and honestly had a great time. Yaay! She was very fun but professional. I'm excited to see the outcome of these pictures!! (And my pictures of the fugly chicken. I swear to God, it was a f*cking furry chicken. I have pictures I will be uploading pronto!!!)
Check out Chaos and Bliss photography HERE
I called Dave repeatedly, until he hit me over the head me with a rolling pin. Then I punched him in the face. It wasn't pretty. In fact, it was kinda bloody. Really bloody to be honest.
^(That really didn't happen. I think I hallucinated) (But I really did call him almost 347 times today.
Then I had a wonderful time at coffee with Sara. I really missed my big sister. She's so smurt!!!
And then I went to work.
And then I TRIED to find a costume at savers.
And then I felt angry.
And then I ran into Nolle and Clara and Carb and Savers.
And then Dave was nice and pissed me off.
And then I returned a movie to Blockbuster.
And then I paid 12.00 for ridiculous late fees.
And then I cried the entire way home.
And then I stayed in my car and kept crying.
And then I started screaming and crying.
And then I realized I had no friends.
And then I realized I'd be better off dead.
And then I cried harder.
And then I called Brandon.
And then he didn't answer.
And then I cried even harder.
And then I washed my make up off with tears and make up removal wipes.
And then I didn't care if my parents knew I was crying.
And then I cried to my mom.
And then I stopped crying, and blew my nose.
And then Dave called me.
And then I ate cereal.
And then I felt worthless.
And then I went upstairs to blog.
And here I am.
It was a perfect day.
Why the fuck am I a mental shithead?
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