Kiss My Ass

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For all you cool people, here's a little more info about me.

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That's it. So, if you're still interested, and you should be, let's think of something to DO!

I LOVE CHICAGO! My apartment is the shit! My roommate is THE SHIT! My job ROCKS! WHY THE HELL DIDN'T I LEAVE SOONER?!

I'm thinking I need to find a club this weekend. Suggestions?

I'm moving to Chicago on the 22nd. Mommy Daddy got me a BITCHING 3 bedroom apartment. I'm starting an internship with an image consultant. I can do the rest of my classes remotely and I'll be back and forth for prom and graduation. So... WIN WIN! FUCK YEAH!

In the meantime, let's party before I peace out, bitches!

Good news? I'M OFFICIALLY LEGAL! 18 BITCHES! CALL ME!

Bad news? I'm kinda homeless. Our apartment burned down. Some sort of electrical fire. Sucks.

More bad news? So I'm not living with Ollie anymore. He passed me off to Sammie. I'm pretty irritated about it. I'm grounded and then all of a sudden not living with him anymore? Whatever. He didn't even like tell me anything. Maybe I should call Mommy Daddy. Tell them I'm done with this NYC scene and I want to get my GED and be done so I can start college or something.

Which brings me more good news. I got accepted to the Fashion Institute in Chicago. I can start in June with orientations and internship stuff. I'm excited! Sure the 'rents will hook me up with an apartment or something. It'd be nice if they'll let me get the hell out of here and start hanging out over there to get adjusted. Maybe I should run this GED idea by them and tell them about my acceptance and that the living situation is just not working out over here.

Anyone else going to be in Chicago come next year? Or know someone that might want a roommate?

Ugh.

So I'm grounded and lost my phone because I guess other people didn't think Zak was as share worthy as I did. But whatever. I was cool with it.

Until today.

Some FUCKING ASSHOLE left DRUGS in my locker at school. They weren't mine! And Ollie got called up there and it was just this huge shitstorm. Pissed I'm sure is an understatement, but whatever. He doesn't believe they weren't mine. I mean, I start shit but I'm not a criminal. I KNOW who put them in there, and I'm not amused by YOUR little games you stupid FUCK!

So now I'm suspended for a week. Without a phone.

BLOCKED FROM ANYONE UNCOOL LIKE OLLIE AND MELIA AND ANA AND ZAK AND ANYONE THAT WOULD TELL THEM

In honor of my solitude, I'm celebrating S.A.D. on the 14th while Ollie, Melia and everyone is out. There'll be liquor, music, several big comfy beds, maybe some extra something something. And me of course so you know the party is gonna be rocking. We'll start at 10 a.m. and I have the place to myself since people are going out of the town for their v-day whatevers. Be here bitches.

People better back up off me. You think it's cool to invade someone's private space like that? You think it scares me? Fuck off. You'll get what you're owed when I'm damn good and ready to provide it. Just saying.

Who's ready for the Superbowl?

Times Square with a million drunk people was HIGH-larious! I saw some guy pee in another guy's shoe, like down his leg, and the guy went to punch him out and then they were like hugging. WTF! I got to kiss a lot of strangers, too. It was fun!

I found this like swanky sort of club area to hang in. They're like so cool! There's people hanging from chains, lots of leather, and like observing booths. It's crazy! Who wants to go?

Dear World,

Is anyone in town and wanting to hang out? I am bored out of my ever loving mind. And definitely need to use up all of this candy I got right before Christmas. Someone should hit me up.

Public

This was a really fabulous weekend! Mama got a present and she decided to share it with the grinches across the land. Be grateful my little chickadees. Santa's making his rounds early and everyone's gonna have a happy face by the end of the year. You're welcome.

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Text to Cassie

I've been sitting here all weekend thinking about you. We need to go do something fun! Chrissie's party was great, but I need some alone Cassie time. Ideas?

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Text to Ashleigh

Hi Ashleigh this is Stacey. I was wondering if we could talk. I've been having a hard time getting along with Ollie since I posted those texts. I know, I was totally stupid. I was hoping you could help me try to patch things up with them. If you don't want to I totally understand, but you know him so well and I really hoped you could help. Thanks, Stacey XOXO

/Text

I am BORED BORED BORED!  I know there's supposed to be all these great parties and things going on here, but someone help a sister out!

Private to Libby

Dearest Libby Please save me from my banishment.  Everything is dark and grey here and I'm wondering why did I move again?

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Private to Ollie

I'm BORED!  When are we going to do something fun?  All your big talk man, and now I'm just snoozing on a couch.  A COUCH!  How am I supposed to storm off and slam the door with a COUCH!

You know I love you.  ;-)

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