My room smells gross. Why the fuck did they have to BOLT DOWN my window?

I wanna go shopping. I want shoes. And a sweater dress. Fuckin broke without a car though. AND I have to return my George Foreman grill to Target because I'm too broke to buy actual food and cook it.

I don't wanna bore my english teacher to tears on an 800 word essay about The Greenhouse Effect. How do I not do this? It's gonna suck.

Why does it always have to fucking RAIN?!

My skin is getting unbelievable. I hate caf food, not only for doing this to my skin, but for being so horrendous aswell. I want mommy made homecooked food SO BAD.
I feel like my parents have forgotten about me: "I'll call you this weekend!" "Sorry we forgot to call you, we'll try next weekend!" And then nothing. We communicate through email but we don't really TALK.

Today was fucking ridiculous.

I dropped my phone yesterday. Battery flew out. And then last night whenever I pressed the Enter button it gave me the calculator. I fixed it. And then my alarm didn't go off this morning. Nor this afternoon. Clearly, something is wrong. FUCK YOU LG NEON!

I don't think I can wait till next week where the laundry will be 25c a load. I've already run out of long pants. And it's not cold enough to open my Winter Clothes box. And I don't have enough hangers to even put them away.

Having the boyfriend as a background on my cellphone is a bad idea. Just makes me miss him more.