June 16, 2007
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i’m extremely crabby.
i hate when the a/c breaks right when it starts to get hot, as in over 90 degrees hot, & my house is only a few degrees lower than the summer weather & is steadily increasing.
i hate that i lost my ap english homework, & if i don’t find it, i’m screwed.
i hate when my little sister is dumb. she plans on going to a block party, but yet doesn’t ask any of her friends when they are showing up. i drop her off at 4, which is the alotted time of the party. she asks me, “are you sure this is the right time?” she obviously didn’t double check & just depended on me. obviously thats what it said on the flier, but when her friends are getting there is a mystery. so ask i ask her, “do you want me to take you home then?” she’s silent for a couple seconds & says, “yea, take me home.” & i let her know i’m not dropping her off again. she gives me that ughhh, but doesn’t argue because i did give her a choice.
