Epic Fail
Well thanks to my most beloved brother a perfectly good mood, which is rare for me, has been sent to the fiery depths of hades.
Yesterday I played pool and drank with my friends and even though I played terribly it was still a lot of fun. Today I ran into my friend Thomas', who left for Sydney not long ago, cousin, Emma. I went back to her house and watched Gilmore Girls for a while. Then on the way home I saw Sarah and we talked for a while. So I was in a good mood on my way home.
Unfortunately that feeling was ruined by my brother. Funny how he can not be home when I get here and still manage to ruin my weekend. I come home to find my laptop on and signed into the guest account. That looks very suspicious when my guest account has been turned off, my brother is lousy at covering his tracks. He has his own computer in his room why does he insist on using mine. Then half of the cereal that I bought with tho money my mum put in my bank account to make up for the money my brother took has been eaten. Once again he has his own cereal that gets bought for him every week. I only have this cereal because I had money to buy it myself and yet he just couldn't resist having it like the greedy, selfish obnoxious dullard that he is.
Hopefully Sailor moon can make me feel better, but I won't recover my previous mood for a while.
Sin
Yesterday I played pool and drank with my friends and even though I played terribly it was still a lot of fun. Today I ran into my friend Thomas', who left for Sydney not long ago, cousin, Emma. I went back to her house and watched Gilmore Girls for a while. Then on the way home I saw Sarah and we talked for a while. So I was in a good mood on my way home.
Unfortunately that feeling was ruined by my brother. Funny how he can not be home when I get here and still manage to ruin my weekend. I come home to find my laptop on and signed into the guest account. That looks very suspicious when my guest account has been turned off, my brother is lousy at covering his tracks. He has his own computer in his room why does he insist on using mine. Then half of the cereal that I bought with tho money my mum put in my bank account to make up for the money my brother took has been eaten. Once again he has his own cereal that gets bought for him every week. I only have this cereal because I had money to buy it myself and yet he just couldn't resist having it like the greedy, selfish obnoxious dullard that he is.
Hopefully Sailor moon can make me feel better, but I won't recover my previous mood for a while.
Sin