| Oooh, I am so poor it hurts. My mom gave me ten bucks and I seriously almost messed myself. I was like, cigarettes and an eggplant parm! Need a change of unmentionables. Have I mentioned how undergarments should really only be called unmentionables? Especially when referring to girls. Panties is just fucking awful. Underpants is worse. That's something a three year old boy says. Underwear is bad too. Unmentionables gives it some mystique. It's also a fun word to say. Uhm. Why is Philadelphia so into football? I'm going to try hard and like it now. Real hard. I didn't know there was a blackout until like two days later when I saw a newspaper and the headlines were all big. I live 2 hours from NYC. Apparently, two hours from NYC is UNDER A FUCKING ROCK. Courtney and I are about to experience our own kind of blackout. It's called not-paying-the-electric-bill-cause-we-have-no-fucking-money. It's really hot but we can't turn on the air conditioner because it attracts roaches. So many roaches. It attracts roaches like me crapping on the kitchen floor would attract flies. So yeah, we just have to suffer. I hate my life. SO much. Also I still have no computer or anything and I bet my phone is going to be turned off in 10 days. My fucking brother turns 15 tomorrow. He's talking about hot chicks and learning how to drive. Holy sheesh I'm old. |
