I'm sick of my fucking life. I go through so much bullshit lately, and I put off my homework... now I can't find my book. It's either lost in the house somewhere because my daughter got into my bag... or still in toledo from our trip this weekend. In someone's house who is now in Las Vegas getting re-married today. WTF as I supposed to do? Did I mention my car is fucked for a while... and my fiance's car is somewhat messed up to and we don't want to drive it til we find out what's going on with it. So tomorrow am I supposed to get a rental car, buy a $63 book, and write a 3-5 page paper and works cited? all by 5 pm... WTF?!?! Life is just a sick joke at times. Yeah I know some of this is my fault. But why do I have to have all this shit happen at once? HAha hope it's funny!
later
Jenna
later
Jenna