zac is a cushy pillow man

date: december 17, 2000
time: 2:26 a.m.
listening to: madeline by hanson (acoustic) and not the doctor by alanis morisette
talking to: aspen
feeling: mad at my dad, not too tired anymore
wearing: gray carpenter pants and my red and white no doubt baseball tee

lol i'm gay. i keep listening to this song and hitting back and then doing it again.

meehee, "i wanna beeeee where lemmings run into the sea! let's go to canada! let's leave today! canada oh canada! i s'il vous plait!"

anyways. my dad pissed me off like hell this morning. well this WEEKEND. in GENERAL. he wanted to go christmas shopping with me for some reason, anyway, so i called him on friday cause i asked melissa to go with me. well well. he wasn't home, and he wasn't picking up his cell. so i left a message. never called back. BUT! he calls my mom back and talks to her for a goddamn hour about something, but doesn't even apologize or even TALK to me. *scoffs*

oh, it gets better.

(gavin rossdale is really sexy.)

my mom supposedly went to work for a couple hours yesterday morning. but um, no, she didn't. she went fucking christmas shopping with my dad! yeah, that's right. so i'm pissed off at him. and then, he like, offered to give me money. um, no.

lol, me and aspen are figuring out how to say "i want to have sex with heero" in french. *cackles* (je veux à a le sexe avec heero.)

anyways. i posted a song about my favorite shoes. *snort* i'm lame. and i'm also going to do my math homework at 3 in the morning. gaygaygay, i tell you.

josh and dawn and me are all going to go see the suicide machines on the 29th and 30th... WHEE! i <3 them. they is way cool. and the tickets are only 8 bucks. can't beat that with a stick!

i thought it was still friday today. eww, i hate sundays.

i also want the moby cd. and tomorrow is lace's birthday. christmas is in a fucking week. *hides*

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