Let me start out by saying i was in a great mood.. I got my phone turn back on this after noon, the only people who have texted or called were my sister to piss me off, my mother to piss me off and the cheerleading coach to cancle practice sat bc she is still sick. I did on the other had buy two new shirts from Charlotte Russe, a so called skinny person store. guess what size those shirts are.. mediums.. so maybe my arms and boobs have gotten smaller.. could be a bad thing.. Anyway like i said I was in a great mood. hell i even watched some ghetto chick get busted by the cops, hard core busted like face down on the ground slapping the cuffs on you busted. not good but interesting to watch.
but now.. now that it is quarter to ten... not so much
my feet are swollen
i ate shitty mcdonalds, when i wasnt even hungry but i didnt care because i was pissed off
I just want a hug, and maybe some attention
i have a head ache behing my eyes
i got treated like shit from my lazy ass family bc i didnt want to go to walmart and go grocery shopping with all 4 kids and my bitchy little sister at 8 at night.
I had to dye my sisters hard.. all 300 lbs of it.. bc she cant figure out how to smear color on it herself.
I got said hair dye on my only good pair of jeans
I realized that they arent good jeans any more anyway bc this afternoon when i was trying on shirts i noticed a large pink sparkly splotch on the hip from where my lipstick melted in the dryer the other day
my throat hurts a lil
i had to deal with the perky obnoixious way my ex mother in law thinks its great that kailynnes plans are opened up by not having cheerleading tomorrow so she can get her earlier. practive wasnt until 11:30 so we wouldnt have got out of bed until 9ish.. now i have to be up by 7 to get her ready for grandma to have her there by 10.. thanks bitch
i have dye stains on my left wrist.. almost looks like dried blood... hmmm
im in an all around general shitty mood.. and even the sweet tea im inhaling isnt making me feel better.. sometimes you just need someone to hold you and let you vent.. i dont get that luxury.. even the person that usually lets me vent i feel like he doesnt need to deal with my issues. its not really his responsiblity.
Im also having a perminently single kind of night.. i have half a mind to go get the halloween candy bag and finish it off..