I Gave Her My Secret Blend Of Herbs and Spices
Goddamn you Bearshare.
I just spent forever downloading a song, and then it turned out to be a live version, which sucked.
I am doing absolutely nothing today but cleaning, counting and organizing the fuckload of bottles I have in my garage, finding all the clothes my mother and sisters have scavenged from my room, and painting my nails. And maybe doing all my homework/absent work. Maybe.
Tomorrow is Friday. That sounds like the best thing ever.
Hey, Amanda and Nick, Jake and I will be sex-crazed whores just like you two someday soon, so stop thinking it's weird, okay? Or at least stop telling me it's weird.
I am very impressionable, you know.
Today my mom said,"Your sister refuse to do anything. So I'm just going to start giving you 20 dollars allowance and a phone card each week, and then money to go out and stuff, okay? And you can still take the millions of bottles back."
I know she is up to something. She probably killed someone and hid them under my bed.
My sister is sick and twisted. But so am I, because I find these early warning signs of her future as a prolific serial killer oddly hilarious.