i hit up the gym, came back, had lunch, and watched half of the last song. i cried. i'm not gonna lie. as much as i hate miley cyrus, she made me want to have a bf. hate you miley cyrus. why do you do this to me? her boyfriend in it was perfect. HGLKFDJGHDF. hatred.
anyways, taylor called me to let me know that he got his N so he picked me up and took me for a drive. we went to park royal, and looked around. mostly, he was just excited that he could go where ever he wanted. the freedom really got to him. seriously..it was all he could talk about. i don't blame him!
i came home, watched the last half of the movie, cried some more and waited for my mom to come home. i just stayed home tonight and chilled avec my mom. i decorated my binders which was fun. i really like how they look this year. they're a lot more simple then they were before.
studied for my drivers test, and then headed to bed. if i fail, i'm jumping off a bridge. (if i somehow die sometime in the near future, and cops are investigating my sudden death, and they happen to stumble upon my blog, and read this: i didn't actually kill myself because of a drivers test. actually, i probably didn't even kill myself. i'm not selfish enough to do that. kay? okay popo? oh and also popo, since you're reading this and all, can you not come to seycove on monday? we're doing this grad camp out thing and i'd appreciate it if you like..fucked off..just for one night! thanks popo. love you)
KBYE.
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