ok, ok, ok...

i changed it one more time.

and this is the last time, i swear.

i will NEVER change my xanga again.

and if even one of you doubts me, you jinx the whole thing.

i better here your support.

here's the link.

http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=mona_neeses_smile

okay...so...

i need a new xanga...b/c this one sucks.

give me ides.

if i really like it, i promise it's the last time i'll switch..ever.

i keep my promises.

What a great way to start off the morning.

First i fell out of bed, then the construction workers get here to put a sewer line in the backyard, and then copper bit me. The garage has now broken for some unknown reason, and i locked myself out of my house. luckily, i found a spare key outside.

i'm so not liking today.

::edit::

This was the hardest i've actually had to work all week, and it sucked.

but i am now friends with Mel-Mel and Amanda.

i hope that kid isn't gay, he gives me the creeps.

but that other kid, he can be gay. that would be cool.

This morning stefani and i woke up...kinda.

Erica came over for a while on her lunch break from the bank, and we all talked and had fun watchin' movies and stuff for a lil' bit.

then stef and i went to coffee dreams, and hung out with her other friend steph who just got back from korea/japan.

now, i'm off to work.

doesn't that suck?

I'M SO PISSED AT MY DAD I CAN'T FRIGGIN' BREATHE!!!!

i live at stefani's, he has no controll of my life whatsoever. I am now considered an adult, b/c i make all my own boundaries, and i controll everything that goes on in my life. what i do, who i hang out with, everything, is all my choice.

he said he'd let me have a god damn ear ring, and now, he's telling me that he wants me to wait untill he sees some grades!? how the hell does he plan to do that!? what is going through his head, he trusts me not to smoke, drink, kill, rape, pillage, and plunder, but the earring (which he even admitted makes no difference) is his leverage to make sure i raise my grades. My grades are my own damn responsibility. i'll make them because i want to, not because he's making me do it to get what i want. after all this shit, he's still treating me like a stupid ass little friggin' baby.

that's alright, that's just fine. screw it, alright. i don't need his permission to get one. if i want one that bad, i'll have a friend do it, or i'll find a descent place that doesn't care. i'll get someone to pose, or i'll just wait till i'm 18.

i'm adult enough to make all my own decisions, but not enough to have an earring.