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| Wow. School has been crazy. UCONN English is very fast paced. Third week of school and I[m already on my fourth re-write of a paper.
Psychology is really cool. I lurv my teacher.
Math SUCKS ASS! MRS EDWARDS MAKES ME WANNA KILL MYSELF! And Italian isn't all that either...
Anyway, I have to go to school... now.
G'day chums.
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| Today was kick you in the crotch, spit on your neck, fall down the stairs, slit your wrists FANTASTIC.
THAT IS ALL.
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| School starts tommorrow.
I want to kill myself.
Rosie on the view today. I am so watching, even if that means I can't get pictures with mummsy. And... yes.
My favoritest adult of all time deleted her myspace.
What a shame.
Anyway, next couple of months:
GO TO THE MOVIES!
GO TO YOGA!
GO TO THE WEIGHT ROOM WITH MARISSA!
GET SeXy!
And be healthy.
I'm outties.
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| I went to see Little Miss Sunshine last night.
Oh.My.GOD!
JESUS WAS WRONG! <~ The teenage boy's shirt said that! Everyone in the theatre, when they finally revealed the last line of the shirt, was like 'Jesus... was wrong?'
IT WAS SO FUNNY! Amanda and I were the only people under 30 in that movie last night. We were in the front row and we were LAUGHING OUR ASSES OFF!
OH MY GOD! This movie... IT'S AMAZING! It's SO FUNNY!
I laughed at EVERYTHING!
Oh my god I am seeing this again before school starts!
JESUS CHRIST!
<3
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| The drama never stops at my house. I just had a fight with Dougie.
This morning, he told Danny and Dana to do the laundry. And then he left to go fuck around with his friends. This doesn't compute. A 19 year old man telling an 11 and 12 year old boy to do laundry while he goes out and parties? Right. Um, iffy? I think so.
So, they don't do laundry. Because they don't think it's fair that Dougie can order them to do stuff while he does diddly squat. Understandable, silent protest, like it lots. Ok.
Dougie comes home around noon and goes into the basement. Now, at 5 PM, he is STILL in the basement. The PS2 is in the basement. Doug has the nerve to say to Danny at 4:40, four and a half hours after he has been in the basement, that he can't go on playstation because he didn't do laundry.
REWIND! HOLD UP!
Um? What?
He feels entitled because he switched a load of laundry and all of a sudden he's a God.
Cha. Ok.
So, I go down there and say that He needs to let Danny on the playstation. He says 'OK, after this episode' Then he goes and says to Dana that they can't go on the PS2 until they do laundry. Right.
I don't like people who LIE TO MY BROTHERS! I went down there. I confronted him.
Me: What is this? They can only go on the PS2 if they do laundry?
Doug: That's not the only way they can go...
Me: So what's the other way? *We stare at eachother*
Him: GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!
Me: Excuse me?!
Him: You heard me! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! Always running your mouth!
Me: Um, this is my house, if I want to stay down here I can...
Him: THIS IS MY HOUSE TOO! I'm going to beat your ass!
Me: GO AHEAD! I'll call the-
Him: Yeah, you'll call the cops cuz you're a PUSSY!
Me: THAT'S RIGHT I AM! I AM A PUSSY! GO AHEAD! HIT ME!
Him: I swear to God I'll..
Me:What? Hit me? Go ahead.
Him: GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKING FAT FUCK!
Me: How DAAARE you! Here you are, 19 years old, telling your younger brothers to do laundry while you go out and fuck around with your friends! Living in your mothers house, don't do shit!
Him: THIS IS MY HOUSE TOO!
Me: Whatev.
*I walk upstairs, he calls me a fat fuck*
Me:*in retaliation* You pathertic loser!
Him:*Scream of rage*
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This is really beginning to negativley affect my health.
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