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This is all in chronilogical order since two days ago.
-Went to Ryan's house to stay over. His mom is such a hippie its awesome. Well, backround on her: Shes about 50, with a 23 year old husband, which is her third, and shes pregnant. Her first husband is jackass, and tries to keep his kids even though they completely hate him. And I kinda find out yesterday that he isn't their father. And hippie lady AKA Cynthia called him a ho, it was kinda funny. But yes, didn't do much, we went swimming, and Rachel hooked up with some Puerto Rican guys that she didn't know their names.
-This morning some guy knocked on the door all loud and kept ringing the doorbell so I had to get up and get it. He was like "Is this your brown car." There is no brown car, there is my dad's bronzish Buick, and my neighbors copper-like pontiac. "The one in front of the tree." Oh there are only like 50 million trees. Maybe he could have said the make of the car since I didn't have my glasses and where he was pointing could have been either car. I should have yelled at him but I would then have gotten yelled out. And he could have gotten through a different way to remove some stump.
-My brother is such a fucking ass. He was supposed to help me carry one of my dressers out of my room and he halfway broke it and then left it at the bottom of the step after he dropped it because I let go after he was pushing it on my feet. He is always like this, like last week when I was supposed to wake my other brother he just fucking stood there after I asked him too because he was in the hall and then he complains about how he does so much shit which is completely false.
-Went to Ryan's house to stay over. His mom is such a hippie its awesome. Well, backround on her: Shes about 50, with a 23 year old husband, which is her third, and shes pregnant. Her first husband is jackass, and tries to keep his kids even though they completely hate him. And I kinda find out yesterday that he isn't their father. And hippie lady AKA Cynthia called him a ho, it was kinda funny. But yes, didn't do much, we went swimming, and Rachel hooked up with some Puerto Rican guys that she didn't know their names.
-This morning some guy knocked on the door all loud and kept ringing the doorbell so I had to get up and get it. He was like "Is this your brown car." There is no brown car, there is my dad's bronzish Buick, and my neighbors copper-like pontiac. "The one in front of the tree." Oh there are only like 50 million trees. Maybe he could have said the make of the car since I didn't have my glasses and where he was pointing could have been either car. I should have yelled at him but I would then have gotten yelled out. And he could have gotten through a different way to remove some stump.
-My brother is such a fucking ass. He was supposed to help me carry one of my dressers out of my room and he halfway broke it and then left it at the bottom of the step after he dropped it because I let go after he was pushing it on my feet. He is always like this, like last week when I was supposed to wake my other brother he just fucking stood there after I asked him too because he was in the hall and then he complains about how he does so much shit which is completely false.