So I still haven't finished worth. I'm planning to at midnight to midnight thirty!
So my mum. Yeah hate to admit it but, she's a drunk. Yeah. Okay! Just kidding. She just act's it and make's me so ******** mad. She alway's come's to me and tell's me how much she love's me and told me a story about the past.
Tonight it was about my dance school. About how it was started and stuff's. Yeah she pisses me off. Then she got me so mad because she was "picking" on me about what a mess it is up stairs. Does anyone ever use the upstairs? NO! I am the only one. So what is the point? If I like it then why the hell should she care?
A couple day's ago I found my table up their was moved. I wake up at like 1pm so ANYONE could have moved it. But not just that It changed the feeling fom up here. It's like fung-shwe. It make's me so ******** MAD!!!! >=(
Wicked Tacky · Thu Aug 23, 2007 @ 04:52am · 0 Comments |