We rented Inglorious Basterds last night, and I was really looking forward to watching it. Then I realized it would definitely make me think of Becca, so that kinda sucks. I've been doing an okay job of not thinking about it.
Our washer and dryer broke and my parents can't fix it for awhile because we spent a bunch of money going to DC. I feel really bad now.
I like that Kayla and I are becoming friends again. I missed it.
I don't really think that Becca realizes she broke up with me for the same reason Kayla did. Which... makes it a lot worse.
It bugs me that Tyler and Anthony have their heads up their girlfriend's asses now. Anthony has been dating that girl for three weeks and already has "<3 AEG+ALH <3" in his phone's signature, and Tyler's always doing something with his girlfriend instead of hanging out with us.
I hate looking at the letters Becca sent me telling me how amazing I was, and how great I was for her. They hurt.
I AM A PIRATE AGAIN. CARRRRRRR.
I FOUND MY DS. FUCK YES. :D
And now I have to take the trash out. SOIAMDONEWITHTHISNOW.
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