Putting the blame while taking names.

Conquered the house of shock two nights in a row this weekend. Friday started off with sake with maddie, making fun of a girl that looked like a familiar girl, rue21 visit, vampire greetings to customers thanks to maddie. Friday night house of shock with maddie, kimberly, and bert. Chickened out, chickened in. There is far too much hype concerning the house of shock, it's not that great. I was scared for about 20 seconds. It's 30 minutes long and costs 18 fucking dollars, waste waste. I can't afford to waste any more. Friday night (upon arriving home) was in short, hell. Saturday, 9Am wake up call, worked from 10AM till 4PM. Attempted to state my peace, peace was short lived I presume. Walked around the elmwood strip with the rest of the weigand clan. House of shock with my mother, mom screamed the whole time. Came home (was supposed to hang out with miranda and avery, fuck) decided to stay home and watch knocked up with my mom. Went to sleep, boring boring. Today pumpkin carving party at my house, could only attend for an hour or so, work from 12 to 7pm, worked to the bone, did all of andrew's work for him. Me and kimberly are planning a trip to nyc. Came home, victoria in a wedding dress. Miranda called, out of the loop on confirmation meeting, skipped that unintentionally. Had a pretty boring, collective, soul searching weekend to say the least. Pretty emotional as well. I have all the support i need. I refuse to go out of my way to make nice with everyone. I'm sick of alway doing the apologizing. I'm quite happy with myself for once. So much studying left to do. I'll add more later perhaps.