Hey, Journal:
Not to talk smack to you, man, but…
WHAT-THE-FUCK-IS-GOING-ON-HERE???????
I got all of the plans approved. I stay up half the night working out the decorations, and most of the day putting them up in the Quad. I finally decide to relax and chill, then go back to the Quad…only to find the hynedamn decorations torn off the walls and thrown into the garbage! Can you believe that shit? To make things worse, my so-called "friend" Selphie comes over and asks on some ideas for the new Garden Festival. I tell her "Sorry, but the ideas were thrown in the garbage by some punks." She replied, "Oh, yeah, that was me. Now let's go get some ideas for real plans. Can you believe her? She totally punked me out on the Festival and then wants my help again! Of course I get angry and demand that she apologize to me. Then she has the nerve to demand that I apologize to her for sending them in without her permission! I do not believe that shit… Anyways, I tried to tell my side of the story peacefully and calmly, she snapped at me, I went back here to write in you. I'm going to take a nap. I'll catch ya.
Your pal,
Z-Gangsta.
Mood: Pissed off.
Music: "Everything Falls Apart"- Dog's Eye View
Not to talk smack to you, man, but…
WHAT-THE-FUCK-IS-GOING-ON-HERE???????
I got all of the plans approved. I stay up half the night working out the decorations, and most of the day putting them up in the Quad. I finally decide to relax and chill, then go back to the Quad…only to find the hynedamn decorations torn off the walls and thrown into the garbage! Can you believe that shit? To make things worse, my so-called "friend" Selphie comes over and asks on some ideas for the new Garden Festival. I tell her "Sorry, but the ideas were thrown in the garbage by some punks." She replied, "Oh, yeah, that was me. Now let's go get some ideas for real plans. Can you believe her? She totally punked me out on the Festival and then wants my help again! Of course I get angry and demand that she apologize to me. Then she has the nerve to demand that I apologize to her for sending them in without her permission! I do not believe that shit… Anyways, I tried to tell my side of the story peacefully and calmly, she snapped at me, I went back here to write in you. I'm going to take a nap. I'll catch ya.
Your pal,
Z-Gangsta.
Mood: Pissed off.
Music: "Everything Falls Apart"- Dog's Eye View