well what have i done all weekend i hear you ask?
Well i've worked... worked... worked... oh and i went to the movies and shopping on saturday with Clint.
And now i'm buggered, woth a sore jaw. My kind and loving brother (*my arse!!!) just slapped (cupped hand) my face. Fucking arse!!! Sometimes i really hate him.
I like couldn't stop crying and i almost choked like 20 times cos i'm so tired.
Then i told him to get lost woith a bit more explicit lingo and he came at me. I'm jusrt like, "touch me again and i'll go to the cops!!!"
which i so would, i'm sick of having friends and fam ask what bruises are from!!!
Grrrrr\
anyway ppl that know me keep this to your selves ha?
Thnks
Luv ya's and i shall go and hide now lol
just joking!!!
bye