4.13.2003
oh man...its been prom week and i'm exhausted. But at least it's all over, and the rush to accomplish an exuberant amount of random things in a small amount of time is over - for the time being.
Well, grandma left this morning, and life is alright. She wasn't THAT bad this time...just a little intolerable with her "Your cousins/uncles/peers/and I have been, are, and always will be smarter/faster/richer/prettier/crazier/thirstier <-(is that a word?)/and anything else that can be compared with you" kinda shit the whole week. I absolutely hate "toppers". (thats what i call 'em anyway) ...ya know, tha kiddos that always have it worse/better than you no matter how bad/good ya got it?
"my head hurts..."
"OH, my head hurt 1,000 times worse the other day when i had that severe migraine"
BLAH...whats the point? (maybe that just falls into the ~LaUrA's PeT PeAvEs~ category, along with meaningless lies, and other miscellaneous quirks people possess)
mom is alright. went through surgery well. so well that i had to keep her from bouncing around during her so called "resting period".
she's supposed to be in bed - but she refuses not to help with prom, so i let her come up there and decorate a little. next thing i know, i turn around and she's standing up on a chair, suspending the damn archway! (which, by the way, came from the magazine "stubbs" - and i highly recommend against buying ANYTHING from them) i mean, does this lady EVER stop?! OH, and while on some serious narcotics, she also decides, "hey, i'll make some cookies!"
...those were the best damn cookies of my life.
AnYWAY, the DJ at prom needed to be shot. Alot. With a fatass gun. For an extended period of time.
Prom was OKAY...nothing special.
not going into details - dont feel that they're necessary.
anyways, considering i got to bed at 5 this morning, and have had no more than probably 7 or 8 hours of sleep this weekend, i'm gonna jet outta here for now.
so, in repetitive fashion,
~iM OuT~
lj [11:54 PM]
