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Sunday, November 07, 2004::

Tap on my window knock on my door
I want to make you feel beautiful
I know I tend to get so insecure
It doesn't matter anymore

So basicall,y there's two jerks right now that I can refer to. Brewster and then myself.

Basically in as broadness, I was concerned about him and asked him what happened, and he told me to shove it. So WHAT-EVER, ...JERK.

and then mmre recently the jerk is myself, because I accidentally stood up Sara for our trip to go thrift store shopping. I didn't even remember making final arragements, it's not like my memory is that great. And I made plans else where, and thought I'd be back in tmie, but wasn't. Nathan contacted me and told me that she was "a little sad" and angry and stuff. And I felt really horrible. and I got home and whined to nathan about how I suck and how muich she's going to hate me. He didn't really help any, he was just like "I'm sorry, you are kinds screwed". I called her phone but no one answered. And I was about to leave again so I told nathan to call while I was gone to tell ehr I had tried to call. I got back and no luck, he hadn't even tried toc all 'cause he forgot. So I ate dinenr and got suckered into watching a movie which was more funny to my parents than myself. First chance i got i left and called nathan and helped him with his paper and such before going to sleep.

So here it is Sunday, and I was suppose to clean my room yesterday, Do I'm not allowed to do anything until my room is clean. Yey. Jerks should all die.

-: Amy Kelley blogged it up at 9:51 AM:-