home was baddddddddddddddd
ughh i just got back. and it's only friggin 120am. and it was super empty today as if it was disease infected. doesnt help that the only reason why i went (or one of the more important one) is that it was gonna be charles last night at home before he returns to boston, but i left like 10 mins after he came. doesnt help that the music sucked so bad it was like trance or sthing. doesnt help that you see someone you dont wanna see and before that you were talking happily with the depressionista who called him down and she tells you that she didnt call him down but yet she tells someone she called him down (i hope you go loco on prozac) and lastly, i really dont know why i endure the shit that i go through.
i feel terrible cos i was quarrelling and fighting with my mom so bad before i went out cos she refused to let me but the feeling of fighting so hard for sthing which turns out megatron suckyyyyyy is just ............. why did i even fight. well maybe it's like your expections are up i mean cos the previous friday was so good but today was just amazingly disgusting.
the only good thing that happened was eugene is going to be my ahmad, and from now on has to drive and fetch me around and be at my back and call. it's not a choice. hahahahahhaa kiddddddddding.
ok can you believe im going to continue with math now. epiphany alert or rather panic anxiety attacks maybe i should get some prozac from the bitch too. lol this one totally kidding