Sooo... Maybe?

Now we're not supposed to go to Celso's till 8:15 so Dan might be able to come with us.

I still don't wanna go. At all. I have no idea what to wear and I wanna spend the night at home with my babylove. Not with the bitch Elizabeth. If dinner's not till 8:15 we'll be there till at least 10, probably later. I guess the holiday's have always been about doing stuff I don't want to do with people I don't want to be around.

Incase you couldn't tell I'm in a bad mood. I think I'm PMSing. ORRRR I'm preggo and I'll be bitchey for the next 9 months :) (I'm hoping for the second one ;) hahaha)