So far this week sucks and it’s only 9:10 in the morning.
Russ is out of town and because I have this really weird phobia of home invasion my parents asked me to sleep over at their house. I was really reluctant but I went home got my things and went back to my parents (the beauty of only living 1.3 miles from them) I helped my youngest brother finish a school project and then I went to sleep. or tried to.
The futon in the guestroom is so hard and uncomfortable that I could not sleep
Well the yelling went on for quite a while. My parents took away my brothers car
My parents finally went to bed and my brothers stayed up talking to each other
But I showered
When I got to work and went to the kitchen to eat my morning waffles I discovered that my brand new box of waffles had been thrown away. So today I don’t get breakfast
3 comments:
i'm sorry your day isn't going well. but i hope that it gets better. wish i were home. i would bring you something delicious to eat, or come take you out to lunch or something. miss you. MWAH
Well, the upside is that things can only get better from here.
And go sleep in my bed at my parents house, eff that futon. You'd have your own bathroom and everything.
i would so go to your house if i thought Hammy could behave himself.
i think i will sleep in my own bed tonight. eff anyone who tries to break in.
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