worst weekend.

I would say ever, but I guarantee myself, that there'll be worst weekends to come.
anyway, I did nothing Friday night. Because I felt like shit.
I've had my period all weekend, bytheway.
Saturday, I was pretty much stood up, completely. Without anything being said, no excuse, nothing. Not even afterwards. That's the part that pissed me off. It's whatever. Don't care.
I'll update this whenever, you know. I get a message. All I want/expecting.
Partied Saturday night until 4:30 a.m. Mommy's surprise birthday party(:
Which was a drag. All night I cramped. Then, everyone around me was drinking.
And if you didn't know, last party with me drinking, involved some hard core life ruining experiences. So, I was a good girl. & turned down at least 15 drinks. & that made me feel bad. Thinking, anyway. So I slept a good while. Cuddled with a puppy & was warm on a sofa. Got to drive everyone's drunken ass home, hooray. Today, cooked some & baked a cake for mama. & there's currently some family friends over. All day felt like poop. I'm about to go lock myself my room & read. I've realized how much I really do want a boyfriend. Well, I've been realizing. But, yeah. I want one for real. I don't want to be lead on any longer. As is every other case of guys talking to me. I hate it. Most importantly, my time is completely wasted. & my mood is even worst. Anyway. I'm gonna stop complaining, because it's all I ever do anymore.
Make me happy<3

I hope next weekend's better.