dear diary;
so last night. hotel partysssssssssss. i was drunk by like 9.30? YEAHDRUNK!
the party was cute, and then i got tired and left at 6, got home at 7, worked at 11. KIND OF TIRED? YEAH!
work was so fun though, billy and i are complete retards when we're tired?
"yeah, but then it was like wait im not a turtle?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"wait... what?"
tonight tim and trevor and ben came over so i could cut trevors hair and then we went to cafe med. i felt stupid because i didnt say anything because i was too tired to function, and then i came home because i have to open tomorrow morning. THAT MEANS I HAVE TO BE UP AT 6!??! so the whole point in coming home was to sleep, but we all know how i am with sleep.
k but tomorrow im acctually just going to come straight home from work and paint. one more wall. i just keep putting it off.
ksleep.
loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee