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So, I gots myself a digital camera tonight.
It's a Sony.
:3
I'm mainly posting this to get some weight off my shoulders.
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My brother is pissing me off. He won't leave me alone. I go to do something, he ******** follows me! D:< We were cleaning up debris at our future house [it's a work in progress] and when we were done, I was exhausted. I filled two and a half huge garbage bags with metal and cords and sharp saws. Anyway, I sat down on the back patio, and my brother follows me. I told him, "Please leave me alone." So I got up and sat in my bedroom. He followed me there, too. I was getting a little frustrated, so I went back out to the patio. He followed me, AGAIN. I went upstairs, he followed me. I went in the garage, and he was there. I was like, "What the HELL is your PROBLEM!?" He just gave me this look like, "You're an idiot." and walked away. I stayed in the garage, then he showed up. He didn't think I knew he was there, but I did. I got up and went to the patio [yet again] and he followed me [yet again]. I told my mom and she told him to leave me alone [I was seriously PMSing and I needed my space], so he left me alone. I took a walk along the aroyo and he followed me. I yelled at him to leave me alone, so he went running off after a lizard. At this point, I was beyond pissed off. That's only the beginning. When we get back to our apartment, the b***h who lives in the apartment behind us starts to give me s**t. Yeah. Can you believe it? Now you can imagine what I looked like : dirty, grubby pants, sand-covered Etnies, thorns all in my armbands, sweat running down my face, and my belt was broken, so my undies were partially showing. She was getting in my face, saying, "You need to stop playing your music because I can't *beeping* sleep!" I ignored her, shaking from anger, and then went inside my apartment. I took a bath, which is rare for me because I normally take showers, put on boxers and a bra, put on my eyeliner [for the second time that day], got completely dressed, and passed-out in the hallway. No, that's not my first time passing out, and I wasn't as scared. I passed out from exhaustion. I woke up because my phone was ringing and it was Josh calling me. We talked for like, five minutes, then got off.
The whole point of that rant was I need my ******** SPACE. Especially when I'm going to start my period or I'm ON my period. D:<
 CaRto0nz · Sat Apr 07, 2007 @ 07:18am · 0 Comments |
