Here comes the sun...

... dooby dooby.

GOOD NEWS!
The Boyfriend got the apartment AND not just the one story one, the TWO story one. This brings much excitement and anticipation. We have to pack... *mad scramble*.
This means no more dealing with lame ass siblings, no more hopping from house to house and intruding on the people we are staying with. I really like them, and there baby is adorable. I shall call them Mr. and Mrs. even though they aren't married.
Mrs. and I have been spending a lot of time together because we are both home during the day. I've been looking after Miss. Baby so that she can do house work without having to stop every 30 seconds because of Miss. Baby being fussy and clingy.
Mr. makes a pretty good dad too.

The Whorecake, aka, least favorite sibling has completely trashed my room at home AFTER I spent forever cleaning it and is denying that she did even though everyone knows she's lying because she's a stubborn little bitch. I here though the grape vine that she's dropped Drop-kick Boyfriend 0.1 for Drop-kick Boyfriend 0.2... lets hope the bitch doesn't get pregnant. I feel like offering her a free hysterectomy... some people just shouldn't have kids.

OH OH OH *panics* my god damn audition is in NINE days.... NINE!
O__O
Truthfully, the panic hasn't entirely set in yet and I am going to be in total shock from Monday through to Wednesday.... I vote someone buys me some drugs for Tuesday night as a 'Thank fuck that's over' party present. Here's hoping I get in JUST so I can get a new charm for my Tiffanies bracelet.

Who here's going to Soundwave!?!?!? *Raises hand*
My early Birthday present The Boyfriend gave me was a ticket to Soundwave for myself and him.... can't fucking wait!

Okay, I think I've bored you enough with my sugar rush. =P

That's all she wrote,
- Miss Bailey

Xx