please excu...

please excuse my last entry. i have been smoking an unhealthy amount of crack lately. so, friday nite i go to meet lucas at the kickstand. he wasn't there, surprise, surprise. so, i go shopping with rachel for a while, keep calling him, etc. etc.... well, i go home, and the next morning he calls my house (my mom answers) from jail. god, can i not have a normal relationship? anyway, there was an article about it in the sunday tribune. i laughed heartily.i'm at school now. i fucking hate this place with a passion. i get to sit in this fucking room for an hour doing absolutely nothing, then i get to do absolutely nothing for another 4 hours. fucking bullshit. oh well, at least i'm not dead. i pierced my lip this weekend. like with my nose, i fucked it up really bad. oh well, i'm going to take it out soon anyway. christina just came over and talked to me. she thinks it's funny that i'm writing in this stupid thing again. oh well, i never do what i say i'm going to...well, i have to go do things that aren't this.