i made cupcakes at ashtens house and then brought them over to kim's house,
where i waited for six and a half hours until she got there. pretty lame, yeah.
after many hours of the tyra show, family guy, and assorted documentaries
kim walked through the front door.
we had a pretty awesome time talking about our assorted adventures.
i stayed the night, and everything was fine until i woke up.
i showered, got dressed, made plans to go home, get new clothes, and go to the mall.
so we went outside and waited for ashten to pick me up to take me home.
it was fine, until my mom pulled up instead.
she was being a bitch, glared at kim once i think, and told me to come with her.
so, i did, forgetting that i had my psychiatrist appointment.
that brightened my mood.
i started bitching and eventually convinced my mother to take me home instead.
upon arrival, she lets me know that i'm a thief, and a really bad person for stealing, and also that she turned off my phone.
so i go inside, and i have an idea of how much the following hours are gonna be.
eric is on my couch, ashlyn ran out to say hi to her mother, and then i started crying at the dining room table.
eric came over, hugged me, let me cry on him and kissed me on my forehead and let me know everything was gonna be okay.
liar.
i had no phone, so i texted kim from windows live.
we talked, and things seemed alright.
eric picked me up, and we went downtown after i was told to wear red.
so i did.
we stood there, holding plates for something about ending hunger for those kids who live in poverty and how much they would enjoy a sandwich and how greedy everyone was for eating when some kids get nothing to eat.
so i got hungry, and we went to eric's.
i ate pie, played zelda, he drove me back home.
now i'm here, things got even WORSE.
my mom contacted my dad who contacted aunt susan who contacted kim.
who is now angry at me, probably.
so, thanks mom.
you sure know how to not make me want to be dead right now.
fuck off, okay?
