BLARG!
Okay, well this is gonna be a bitchy entry, just so you know.GAH! My dad gives me a lecture this morning because I'm somehow breaking my word on helping build a deck fro some one I dont know. Saying "okay" over the phone is not giving my word. He dared say I don't help people. WHAT!?!?! I was helping people basically everyday over the school year. Well, I told him the promise I made was to go paintballing with my friends and he knew I've been wanting to go. But whatever, soon I'll be paintballing and having fun. He says I should be feeling guilty, but how do i feel sorrow for someone already getting more than enough help and who I dont know. It seems harsh, but thats my current point of view. Oh no, I'm "breaking my promise". What about his several promises about his diet to me and my sisters.
Well, I feel better, time to own some noobs!
Well, I feel better, time to own some noobs!