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So, I'm about confused as ever. Starting to get stressed out yet AGAIN. And the past like two days have sucked, majorly, and I swear I'm about ready to punch someone, anyone in the face. Especially getting blamed for things that are TOTALLY out of my control. Whatever, i'm tired of that shit too.
So I woke up yesterday to my mom and joey arguing over who was going to drink out of which coffee cup. Seriously now. And then all day yesterday my mom was stomping around the house in a pissy mood for only god knows why.
And then everything Saturday, oh lord, seriously..
And today my camera broke and it's not covered in the warranty to fix it. So I'm screwed and my mom's not going to do anything about it, she was like oh, well you can still see half the screen it'll be ok. I was like WTF you go out and buy my sister a whole new camera because she throws hers against the wall and breaks it but I just pull mine out of my purse and it's broke and you're not going to do anything. Oh, and my sister is getting her tongue pierced. WTF she's going to chicken out and my mom is just going to be throwing $50 down the drain, $50 I could use for prom since apparently that's such an inconvienance now.
Some moron pulled out in front of me after school today. I swear, if you're like 45 years old you should know how to use your damn turn signals. I should have just hit the sonofabitch. But then ugh. People just piss me off, and let me tell you, If I see him on the street I WILL hit him. Better yet, I'll just go punch his daughter in her fat face. Yeah, that'll do less damage to me and my vehicle. dumbasses.
Me and Ashley went to Kroger to try and get flowers because they're supposed to be cheaper, WELL, we stood there for a good 30 minutes and NO ONE had helped us. I mean I was having a pretty shitty day already and then the dumbass decided to leave work 2 hours EARLY. Yeah. whatever.
Thursday should be fun. yes, just look forward to thursday christina, thursday, the last day of the week, two days away.
In the mean time, if I have ONE more person say something to me about Saturday night, one more GUY confuse the hell out of me, one more person pull out in front of me, and ONE MORE PERSON TALK SHIT BEHIND MY BACK. I will be doing some swingin' I don't care.
Good news?
Yeah, there's some of that too.
The air-conditioner in my car is fixed now. But believe me, there's bad news to that too. As my step-dad was fixing the air-conditioner, he turned on the car to make sure the air-conditioner was working, well he kept revving the engine, because you know, that'll make the air conditioner work faster, oh did I mention I told him I hardly had any gas yeah, so if I can't get to school tomorrow, we know why.
like 27 more days of school left or something like that, me and JJ were arguing about it in Chemistry.
FINALLY.
Jack Johnson is pretty much the best, and is the only reason I haven't put my fist through a wall yet.
Thank you Mr. Johnson. Which is coinceidentaly my mom's last name.
And I'm pretty sure I spelled that wrong, and I don't give a flying rats ass.
I have more stuff to say, but I need to go back to bed. Well, find pain pills and go back to bed.
ugh.
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