So life is pretty much FUCKED UP THE ASS right now. A few days ago Allen and I met up and just started driving and talking and we ended up talking through EVERYTHING that's been wrong and then we found this amazing townhouse for rent so we signed the lease and are moving in on the 7th. That's the good stuff. It all goes downhill from there. As it turns out while Allen and I were getting a place to live, Jenna was taking a home pregnancy test. SURPRISE! Positive. Shit happens, huh? Yeah. So that's pretty bad. I'm not really pissed cuz I mean it's not like they were trying to have a baby but it still hurts a lot. Allen has been a little retard too. Last night was Tom & Kelsy's birthday party and guess who got completely plastered? For once it wasn't me, Alecs, Bree, OR Juli. It was Allen. Around midnight or 1am I wanted to go home but noo because /someone/ wasn't done drinking yet. We ended up getting home at 3am and went straight to bed. Lucky for me my baby sister came in and woke me up at 4:30 because she wanted to play. Then I couldn't get back to sleep. I am very, very tired and sad and angry and I just want to be happy.