well, today was promptly ruined 15 minutes after i got home. so ive officially moved into my own place, finally starting to feel not-sick, and am enjoying my classes. my dirtbag father shows up at my door. i fucking hate that piece of shit....he isnt supposed to know where the fuck i live! lets all thank my mom, the fucking bitch, for telling him where i lived, after i told her not to! so ofcourse i didnt open the door. i will call the police next time, since if i beat the shit out of him, its what hed do to me....bad times.
but today, asswipes aside, was wonderful. i am moved into my spiffy new-ish condo, i made dinner for my brother and i, i had fun at school (coupled with being much less sick). hell, i didnt even mind statistics, the most heinous class ive got this semester!
i hate blue collar comedy. they dont represent blue collar america, hell, they dont even represent rednecks that they claim to. they are too rich to know what that is like. dumb, fat, whipped old men.
but today, asswipes aside, was wonderful. i am moved into my spiffy new-ish condo, i made dinner for my brother and i, i had fun at school (coupled with being much less sick). hell, i didnt even mind statistics, the most heinous class ive got this semester!
i hate blue collar comedy. they dont represent blue collar america, hell, they dont even represent rednecks that they claim to. they are too rich to know what that is like. dumb, fat, whipped old men.