Showing posts with label fighting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fighting. Show all posts
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
SOOO....
My dad finally admitted that he doesn't have money. He's borrowing. That comes as no surprise. I think he's like tearing up right now... You can hear his voice get all watery. Now that, my friend, is sad. WE HAVE NO MONEY. ): Idgaf that they're fighting. But now that the fact that we have no money is out there, hopefully they'll like get over themselves, stop insulting each other's intelligence, and put their egos aside to help one another.
Darn sister fighting everyone.
Don't blame other people if you lose your voice for Friday. It's your fault because you're the one that's yelling. My dad and sister are fighting. It's scary at first but then it goes on for like 20 minutes, so then I go on doing other stuff like blogging about it (still concious of the fight). They're fighting because my sister isn't getting any jobs. She believes after she does the interview that she won't get called back. She's lost hope and faith. She needs to turn to God. Or she needs to LISTEN TO WHAT HER PARENTS ARE SAYING. It's all beacuse of the failing economy that rips them apart. So tomorrow in NSL we're having an in-class party because it's Constitution Day. I'm bringing a bag of an assortment of chocolate bars and a bag jolly ranchers! I am stoked!
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