So. I am leaving the country tomorrow. I'm sort of freaking out because I feel like I'm not ready. Well, I guess, technically I'm NOT. I don't have my books and I'm not packed. Oh and I haven't done my first assignments for my two classes. But whatever. That's just how I roll, all procrastination and stuff.

BW and I have started cleaning the filthy pit that was our apartment. It looks pretty good now, thank god. I would feel soooooo bad if Heidi Girl came home and saw this absolute mess. So go us for being badass bitches.

I'm really fucking excited. Ooooooh so excited!

And I'm going to miss all of you SO FUCKING MUCH. Seriously. Stay in touch or I will spife you in the eye and we all know how painful that is. Even if you just drop a random myspace message or leave a comment on my blog and that's it, do that. Because I have a feeling I might be a little lonely as we all know I'm really effing social and I don't know how cool the people on this trip are going to be. So yes. Messages. Or death. Your choice.

I should go and finish cleaning....
I'M GOING TO ENGLAND TOMORROW, AAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Well. Goddamit.

Work was interesting today. Just...interesting. I don't know what's wrong with me--sometimes I think and feel things that honestly make no fucking sense. And the worst part is, I KNOW it's ridiculous, I do. I just can't help it. And that, in turn, makes me feel weak and silly and utterly stupid. I hate it.

I also hate the phone conversation I just had. He's a wonderful person and I hope he finds someone who will do a better job of making him happy because god knows I sucked at it. So yea. Here's to you, sweetheart. May you be happy in whatever you pursue.

At least I have my cat(s).
Off to the hookah bar.

Last couple days have been alright.

I had a breakdown last night--well a small one--but people came to my rescue. And to you, I'm sorry you had to listen to all that. I'm sure it wasn't as easy as you said and I get that. So thanks.

Today was rather odd. Helped Andi move into her new place and that was fun. After that, went and hung out and got bitten by a GODDAMN ANT!!!! Three times! At first we thought it was a spider (uber scary as I am a huge arachnaphobe) but come to find out, no, it was a sonofabitch ant. Retarded. And it HURT too! Anywho. After that, I lost my motherfucking phone. Then I had to go to work. Yessssssssss.

From there stuff went better, I made just about double what anyone else in the restaurant made tonight and we had the most awesome kitchen manager ever. Ever I say. Haha.

Alrighty kids I gotta jet. Things to see, people to do.
You know how it rolls.

Okay so I havent been on this thing in FOREVER....sorry....

I've become a big msypace whore....there are reasons for it (not the ones you think, for shame!) so I've sort of neglected the rest of my stuff...

Uhm...what to say to sum everything up....

--BW is living with me now. She's my favorite
--We have 4 cats. That makes us awesome, bitches.
--I'm up to no good, per usual. HOWEVER, this time it's working out for me. Sort of.
--There are two of them and there have been for about 3 weeks now. It's making life confusing but I can't help it...
--I'M GOING TO ENGLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So a lot of other stuff has happened but I'm too fucking lazy to copy and paste everything from my myspace blog to here. So deal with it and I promise I'll try to be better.

Ish.

Well now.
Drama drama drama. That's all that's really up right now and I don't feel like airing my business to the entire planet. So just know that if I'm a little short with you, I swear I'm not mad at you, I'm just feeling sort of fussy in general. Well, unless I'm mad at you :)
Time to do some BW style shout outs....sorry if this is boring but I swear to fucking christ I just have to get it out of my system....

You rock my fucking socks and I'm so fucking glad we're as close as we are now. It makes me sort of sad that we missed spending this kind of time together for that first year that we didn't hang out because seriously, you're one of literally 3 best friends. Thanks for being awesome.

You confuse me, stop blowing hot and cold. Make up your mind, stick with it then for god's sake let me KNOW. I was tempted to send you a (drunken) message last night but luckily my friends talked me out of it. Luckily?

Oh girl. I'm so BUMMED that you're leaving us but we all know you need to get better and laying by the pool for weeks will be awesome for your body and state of mind. I'm so glad that we're getting to be close friends and I'm sorry that, good intentions aside, I fucked up. I know you said to quit worrying about it but come on. You know me.

I planned on writing a paragraph about you here, just to round this little shindig off but you know what? Glaciosity is the best plan so never mind. I have a heart of ice. At least I want to have one. Don't I?

So to finish this whole thing off, I'll tell you guys a story. Once upon a time, this really crazy though relatively attractive girl threw a badass mini party at her apartment. All the cool people were there and absolutely everyone was having a blast. That is, until the fantastic host of said party, in a fit of 'hostility,' started throwing bottles off of her balcony. Glass bottles mind you. So of course, everyone else joins in. By the end of the party (6 hours and multiple beers later), the concrete walkway below them was littered with glass and beer cans. Sadly, our heroine had to wake up early to head off to a day of drudgery but upon her return, she found a brown paper sack full of the broken glass next to the empty beer cans with a neatly written note in cutesy bubbly script which read:
"Dear Neighbors,
The next time something like this happens, please make sure to clean it up before someone else gets to it. Not only is it an eyesore, it's dangerous.
Thanks."

My apartment complex hates me.
Hahahahahahaha!