Well...I don't have much time to post. My time is about to run out on this terminal and I'm out of quarters. I spent all of them that I had to get more time for reading my friends journals, and I tell you, I have ~MANY~ friends, so it takes a while. Almost two whole dollars!
The Short Version: I got blamed for everything, and they wanted me to do everything, and you know what, I'm better than that! They invited me in, and then just turned around and expected things of me. Forget that! I SO don't put up with being bossed around, and that's why they invented DISHWASHERS anyway, go buy one losers! So now I'm going back home, to hell with this other coast, I hope it and everyone on it slides off into the ocean, never to harass me again.
I hate all of you people who said you'd take me in and be my friends, you are not worth my time!
And so much money spent, I have very little money, I hope I can find someplace cheap to live until I can get that nice big house and luxury car I want. A Rolls Royce would be best...but an Escalade will do just fine.
The Long Version: ~Yet to Come~
mood:  apathetic |