my iphone screen shattered last night. was it drunken momentum? you'd think it was, but i think it was just momentum. and my bad luck bag. this is the same bag that i lost my driver's license and a hundred dollar bill (on separate occasions, of course). and now my phone. it's probably cursed.
i went to lake elsinore after i woke up to go give my uncle the car key so he could get the new tires on my car. he was probably mad at me for getting there 3 hours after he called. he originally called at 845. i've told him plenty of times before, i'm never up that early just for kicks. he later tells me to go home after he's done, then proceeds to yell at me for not knowing how to do an oil change and change a tire. i just realized when i came home from hanging out with nakita that my house key wasn't on the keychain. he must have taken it off, thinking it was the key to his house that he gave me. instead, it was the key to our house. SO, not only am i extremely offended by that, but i'm pissed off as well about his unrealistic expectations for me. also, that i'll never be good enough for him it seems.
i met up with christina for lunch at veggie grill after by uci, and that was between 3-6 pm ish. that was refreshing, i hadn't seen her in awhile and she just finished her finals, i think. i went home afterwards feeling pretty tired so i took a nap from 6-8. nakita calls me around 8, and we met up at the spectrum to get sushi, visit amber and watch extract. that movie was not that good. got home about an hour ago now i'm just lazing around in my room. i should probably fold my laundry, dust or do something else productive. like learn how to do an oil change.
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