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Wednesday, March 09, 2005::
(8) Spring Break (8)
Yesterday I cleaned house aaaaaallllllll day long, my room is actually suitable for people to live in now. So I cleaned my house all day only so that Matt could come over and play games for an hour. Well, that was crappy, 1 hour?? Thanks dad! <,<
And my dad gets pissed at me for stupid things, "He's not that one kid that Nathan brought over that one day who was BAD and *complaincpmplain*" "no, dad, that was Robbie, ugh can you stop talking about it? You tell me all the time, I've heard it a thousand times you don't have to say it again."
"Yes I do when I'm making a point!"
"ok, dad" *goes to kitchen to get a drink*
"Oh and Amy"
"yeah?"
"You don't correct me! I am the dad and you do NOT correct me!"
"k"
ooohhh...what I REALLY wanted to say though... *cracks knuckles*
Sorry, little things like that piss me off. I didn't say anything becuase I value my spring break and value Matt coming over more than the 2 second satasfaction of beating my dad's head in before he turns around and beats mine in 3x better. One day I'm running away... >.>
Anyway, it was fun running people over in Grand Theft Auto, heh heh, I'm sure I traumitized Matt he was all "Noooooo......you destroyed my taaaank! *sob*"
**********Matt, honestly, I can't type your name. I'm pretty sure I am habitually trying to type "Amy" so your name comes out "AMtt" I think I'm just going to call you that for now on >.>
-: Amy Kelley blogged it up at 1:07 PM:-
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