grr
why in the hell would you tell me to do something at 11:30pm? im so sorry if i refuse to go in the effing garage that late but its kinda scary. and if carls not gonna take the trash down since there wasnt that much considering it was trash day then he needs to fuck off somewhere and learn how to take care of a household. im sick of being told to clean this hellhole. you cant fucking clean it. its not my fault its the disaster area it is. do you know what time it is?! its effinf 7:57am! i was woken up this early to take down the effing trash cause carls an effing fuckhead. now i am officially jazzed that schools starting next monday so i can get the hell out of here and not have to come home on mondays or thursdays till late. another reason why i think we shouldnt change the practice schedule. and im so sorry if im talking loud to someone i havent seen in forever or at least it feels like it but guess what. i dont give a shit. shut your fucking door. shut my door. dont raise hell about it. just solve the effing problem. i cant wait to get out of waldorf.