Jesus, let the horror begin.

Not five minutes here and my mother is already lecturing me on the importance of being a debutant or some stupid shit like that. Made a big deal about my "manish" appearence and asked why I wasn't wearing a dress. Really mother? I didn't know that skinny jeans, a wife beater and a fitted leather jacket was "manish" but okay.

Craig gave me a twenty to "get myself something nice". Suck up. But hey, free twenty bucks!

Hunter, we're going out to dinner later if you want to join. Kate wont stop pestering me about you, so you better show up soon.

Hope everyone else is tolerating enjoying their parental units!

[Private to Quinn]

You still in babe? Because I'm going to die if I have to listen to one more question about if I have a bf.

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HA! She just asked about prom and what dreamy man I'm going to go with. Excuse me while I go piss myself laughing.

Fuck, has ANYONE seen Craig? He's been missing since like, forever ago. Dumb bastard went into town to buy flowers or some shit for Kate. Never came back.

He's like, 5ft 10in, balding, portly, yuppie. Wearing: A T-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes like Jerry Sienfeld.

[Private to Hunter]

Hunter get you ass over here NOW. I cannot handle my mother, I think I may strangle her if she doesn't stop wigging out.