Saturday, Nov. 02, 2002

Finish what you start you dumb bitch.

Finish what you start you dumb bitch.

Man I swear I am never getting drunk ever again. It only brings upon bad things. Let's start with Thursday night.

Me, James, Claudia, and Isa all went to Robstown (ghettoville). First of all I did not even want to go. I wanted to go home because I had school that day which meant I was up since like 6:30 or some shit. Well we went, had a blast, I got drunk and high, you know all that good shit. Well then after I took my friends home James and I went to James' house. We drank there and all that kinda stuff. Well then we went to Scott's house (that is (well was) James's friend). Well we were being stupid and took his beer and then hauled ass all fast like. So we went through the backroads and I was going like 90 MPH. Wee I didn't see this curve coming and I tried taking a 15 MPH curve doing 75 MPH. So we went into some out of control bit and did like 4 or 5 complete circles. It was fucking scary. We almost died. I had my brother in the front seat with me squeling like a girl and then I had his friend in the back yelling his ass off. Then there was me. The drunken, stupid me. I was just in shock. After my initial shock of it all I started laughing. Cause you know how its funny to almost die right? Then the dudes who beer we took (we were going to give it back it was just a joke) caught up to us. My brother got in a fight. They threw beer cans at MY car because my BROTHER got in a fight. And they broke my side mirror off my car. Those mother fuckers. I was pissed as fuck. I still am. But I couldn't call the cops because shit I was all fucked up. So there is a reason I am not going to drink.

I don't feel like dying. And I don't want my car to look any more ghetto than it does right now without that mirror (which, by the way, I didn't k now I used so much until it was gone).

Another reason I don't wanna drink anymore. Because midgets try to have sex with me. The reading of previous entries will tell you more. But this is a different midget. He tried to make out with me and shit. Ew ew ew. I got drunk last night too and I dont know when I fell asleep but shit I woke up on the midgets bed with my pants unbuttoned. Ewwwwwwwwwww.

I went to work today all tired as hell. Yet I am still awake at 11:30. And I know I am tired. I just feel like I have a lot to do. It is already past November 1 and I haven't even started writing for NaNoWriMo.

**tells herself: "Finish what you start you dumb bitch."**