Tired!!!!
Oh man am I tired! I just walked in the dorr and my mom calls me while I havn't even shut the door yet and she tells me to go drive to the dumpster to take out the trash, but of course I ignored her, then like one minute later she told me to take the trash out and I yelled out "JUST LET ME SIT DOWN FOR 5 MIN." Especially if I just got through running from athletics... it's like everytime I have to sit down, she tells me to do her stuff for her, like the other day, I was so sucked into this one movie called Confessions Of A Teenage Drama Queen" she lost her purse and makes me look for it out in the truck and I tolled her "It's not my purse to be looking for," and she say's "well if you don't go look for it I am going to ground you for the rest of the week" So I went to go look for it in the truck, and there was no purse there. Well guess what?! it was right there on the freakin' counter in the kitchen and she didn't even look... I hate it when them mothers do that. Don't you?! well I better go now before my mom yells at me for not taking out the trash... ttyl!!!!