Argh.
Top Ten Reasons Why I Hate My Parents:
- They will not let me go with Abby tonight all because it's crappy out and I still have a cold. I can understand their logic, but still...I really wanted to go.
- I am stuck inside, all day, once again with nothing to do.
- When they told me I couldn't go, I was already dressed and ready.
- And when I mean ready, I had gotten up, taken a shower, shaved, and put deoderant on. Not an easy task to do when you do not feel like it.
- I smell. My cat, Rose, decided to jump up on me, and pee on me. If my parents hadn't have told me I wasn't going, I would not have been in the position for her to do this.
- I'm hungry. There is nothing here for me to eat except leftover pasta and ramen noodles. When you have had ramen noodles for the past couple of days, you do get tired of it.
- I am stuck here all day with only fourteen, FOURTEEN, Trefoil cookies left for me to eat. How am I to survive with only fourteen cookies left?
- I am lonely. It would have been nice to hang out with Abby and eat Imo's pizza even though she would not have let me pay for it anyway, not that I have money.
- There is nothing on TV. I shall have to search for movies to watch, which will not be easy since everything is still in boxes from when we moved.
- It is dark and dreary and rainy out. I am home alone, I have nothing to do except homework (yeah, like I'm actually going to do that), and I still have several more hours to go, not even counting tomorrow and possibly Thursday. Gah gah gah.
I think I will go out on the balcony and kill myself now. Goodbye, cruel world.