And it's almost funny cause it was just a regular day. I woke up early and played sims. I ate more cake. Last night I came home and ate so much cake. Today I had the worst stomach ache ever in the world. Shoot me now. I still feel a little nauseas. Steve came over and we palyed some COD. I napped and moped and went to work. It was very, very busy for some random wednesday night. I was overwhelmed. It was ok though. We tried to go to Shei's after. Niether of them answered their phones, or her house. It was dark and his car wasn't there. Whatever. So we went back to steve's. We just watched tv and talked and it was nice.
And they have a date tomarrow. I'm so ridiculous. I feel like someone just shot me through the chest with a dart.