I agreed to work Jazz on the Rooftop tomorrow night. I get to see Jazz on the Rooftop free and you don't. Neener. Honestly I don't care about Jazz on the Rooftop I would totally rather have the night free but I don't know how to say no. Like the perfect rape victim.
I have nothing interesting to ever talk about because my life is consumed by mundane things. Like work. Work work work. Blahhh.
I miss being a student =(.
Yes... nothing interesting to say.
I hate the rain. Because it messes up my hair.