shut UP!

blah blah blah.
i'd rather die than go home this summer. i don't think anyone really realizes how much it messes me up. i really don't think i could handle it. i don't know how to tell my dad without offending him. just thinking about going home makes me all panicky feeling.

on a better note, i got off work today. tried to sell my plasma, but my veins were too small. then i went and sold a bunch of clothes at plato's closet [gotta make money some way.] then andrea and i hung out with josh. tuesday sushi, and then home.