saturday morning? WHAT could this be about?
so it's 8:30 on saturday morning and i'm awake. i KNOW there's something wrong with this! i'm actually really upset because i get that way when someone or something wakes me up before i can awaken on MY OWN!!!! i worked last night and didn't get home until midnight, and then i took a shower and then i read for a bit and went to bed at about 1. now before i continue, you have to know a litle bit about my house. when it was built, we didn't have any insulation put in between the two floors, so when i'm upstairs, i can hear everything that goes on downstairs. BUT, if my mom's bathroom fan is on, it muffles some noise from below, so on mornings when i want to sleep in, i ask her to turn it on in the morning, just as i did last night. well, this morning at about 7:30, WITH the fan ON, i slowly became aware of the fact that there are 10 screaming girls in my downstairs! 10!!!!! as it turns out, they were are here as part of the 4-H group painting some crap for there horses to put on their little boxes that they put the horses in at fair!!!!!!! now call me crazy, but with only two mebers of the family IN 4-H, wouldn't you think they'd go somewhere where they wouldn't disturb the sleeping of the other three people living here? but NO, my mother just HAD to offer our house at the GAND CENTRAL STATION for the WEEK before fair!!! am i being unfair or is that unfair? so at about 7:35 JORDAN (my lil'sis' if ya didn't know) walks into my room like she owns the place, tells me she needs the markers that i borrowed, then promptly informs me that its useless to try and sleep because everybody is here. my response? "shut up and GET OUT!" not even 5 min. later, my mother storms in, asks me where the "other one of these" is and demands I present "this" right now. since i didn't have my glasses on or contacts in, i had no blooming idea what she was talking about, so i said as much. "the white-out container that you borrowed two years ago(or some obscene amount of time). i want it back!" now keep in mind a few things. first, that i was sleeping in a sports-bra and pajama pants, and my mother would be horrified to know that i don't in fact sleep in a turtle neck, hence the reason i didn't get up to CHECK. also keep in mind that the last item my mother accused me of hording in my room was the stapler, last year durring the begining of first semester, and she KEPT accusing me of hiding it in my room until last month, when she found it in Nikole's room (this was the reason behind many arguments because she'd accuse me of having the stupid stapler whenever she'd need it and didn't have it). so needless to say, i was ticked, and she was ticked because i didn't care enough to bother looking. (and for the record, i've never even seen white out like that!) and so she left, mad, and i TRIED to go back to sleep over the sceaming of little girls (little being jordans age). not a minute later, one of the little girls i babysat all summer, the younger one, knocks timidly at my door. groaning, i say "what do you want?" so she comes in and says she just wanted to tell me good morning. my heart melted cause she's so cute and i told her good morning, and then she asked me an interesting question "have you been outside this morning?" wondering what she means, i tell her that i havn't but i'll be right down (not wanting to shock her impresionable little mind with the state of my undress). she leaves and i sigh over the lost morning of beautiful sleep, put on a t-shirt and head downstairs. coffee first then outside... well, i'm sure all of YOU know what i found once outside. ANOTHER TERRIBLE t-p job. now i'm just speculating, but sinse my mom said that rita called last night at about ten, and shortly thereafter becca and jess came into coldstone, i'm GUESSING that rita wanted me to go tp-ing, but since i was at work, called becca and jess and they made sure i was at work, then waited until i got home, and struck. now if thats not entirly correct, forgive me because i'm tired from my LACK OF SLEEP!!!!!!!!!