He’s got nothing to say
He’s got bills to pay
He's got no one to hate
Except for me
Me.

He's got nothing to say
He takes pills for pain
He's got no one to blame
Except for me
Me.

~Think about it~

Anyways, I have been so busy lately and actually quite lonely, my best friend, Rhonda came back from her suspension thinking it was I who 'ratted her out' about the alcohol she got caught. This, of coarse, is completely untrue. Why the hell would I rat out my friends? I explained this to her and everything was okay, then a few weeks later, she and her sister were getting on the bus, anyone who knows me, knows I hate to share a seat, especially with her or her fat sister... anyways, she tells me to move over and me, already in a bad mood tell her that I can't put my back pack on my legs, it's too heavy, which is true... she got mad... she's still mad... IT'S BEEN 3 WEEKS... Now she tells me I'm anoying and 'out of her league' I don't get the bitch and you know what, I don't want to...

On a happier note, Homecoming is coming up and Green Day is in a few weeks at the nutter center.

I HAVE AN EXTRA TICKET IF ANYONE WANTS TO BUY IT, IT'S 50-52, DEPENDING ON MY DAD'S MOOD, LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT IT.

I'll update later, love you much!

~April