Smurfs, Chucky, and Anger Issues

Oh, smurf babies. I got my cellular device taken away today so I cant text anyone. I think I may go through withdrawal.
Also, yes I did just use 'smurf babies' as a curse. I just watched Seed of Chucky and I'm wearing blue socks, so I guess that's why?
Perhaps.
It's an interesting movie. I liked Bride of Chucky better but maybe that's just because there was finally a girl doll? 
Plus, there's the fact that after a while killer dolls lose their touch on your fear receptors. Aha, geeky speaky.
Pammy's cousin dressed up as Chucky the year before last. I know this because I spend my Halloweens hanging out with her and her family for her birthday.
It's always fun. I cant wait for Halloween to come around again.
I also cant wait for spring break.
W00T, SPRING BREAK '11 COME ON AND GET HEREEE!!
That's when Boyfriend is having his birthday party. :)
It reminds me of my failure of making a party.
His birthday is almost a month after mine and I still haven't had a party. Procrastination sucks sometimes.
Well, most of the time really but whatever.

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I had the worst cramps on the face of the Earth today.
Example of aforementioned pain:

Me: **Bent over in pain in front of locker**
Tosin (Random friend I never mention): Hey Briana!!!! :D **closes my locker**
Me: AGHHHHHH **Punches Tosin in face**
Tosin: I love you too? :3

So yeah. I was in really bad pain.
Brady suggested that I leave school early with her but
A: She actually had a ride
B: I had cramps, and she just didn't feel well
C: Ugghhhhh, I cant miss any more of math class.
Which sucked. It sucked so many things. So hard.
You'd think that'd be faptabulous, but it wasn't.
I wanted to take a fork and slowly rip out my internal organs. Or someone else's internal organs.

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Anyway, distracting from the happy-happy-la-la stuff. I'm obscenely pissed. Oh, it's like 4 hours later than everything else I wrote tonight okay?
So basically, Morgan (Shane's ex/my friend) is dating this guy Jessi, okai?
Common knowledge.
He can be......**deep breath** I really don't want to go into what I think about him right now.
He told Morgan that if she talked to Boyfriend that he'd dump her.
That pisses me off for sooo many reasons.
I thought about just tearing out his vocal chords and stuffing them in his eye sockets (Yeah, I'm moody.) but I decided to take a more tactful approach.
Hence, we had the following conversation on facebook:

Me:

Hey

Jesse:

Hi

Me:

Sup?

Jesse:

Nun 6 page essay due by tomorrow

Me:

Cool

Don't dump Morgan.

Jesse:

I'm not

Me:

I heard you were if she talked to Shane.

Jesse:

Yeps

Me:

Why?

Jesse:

Don't wanna talk about it i feel bad now

Me:

Yeah?

Why do ya feel bad?

Jesse:

I'm a controlling whore

Me:

Did Morgan tell ya that?

Jesse:

No i am tho and i know she is thinkin it

Me:

Then why do you try to control her in the first place? and dun add whore to the end of it, it makes it sound worse.

Jesse:

cause i do it for her best interests

Me:

If she wants to talk to someone she should be able to without having to worry about losing someone she really cares about.

I'm just saying.

It tends to affect more people than you think.

Jesse:

:(

Me:

I don't want you to lose her.

^.^

But I don't want people to get hurt because of things.

Jesse:

yeh

Me:

In my opinion, not like anyone asked for it or like anyone cares, morgan is a big girl. She knows what's in her best interests.

Jesse:

I know, did whoever tell you why tho?

Me:

I'm assuming.

But enlighten me? I could be wrong.

Jesse:

i will tomorrow

i gtg type a paper

Me:

Text me tomorrow morning.

Jesse:

kk

I'm still pretty pissed. As you can see, I was probably more polite than the way I felt like being. Maybe it was the pacifist side of me coming out.

Oh well. Whatever. I don't care.

Jesse needs to get his shit together, let Morgan do what she wants, and stop indirectly or directly hurting Shane.

If we had been in person I don't think it would have been that 'diplomatic'.

Well, it might have been. It depends if fists are involved in diplomacy.

Grr.

Anyway. He better have a damn good explanation tomorrow. He probably won't but what-the-fuck-ever.

I'm going to go be an angsty teenager and listen to music.

Byebye.

<3