cinnakat

Okay, today is my mother's birthday, right? She's supposed to be happy. But she's not. She had two 2 dollar bills, and somebody stole them, so my sister can't have any company now. I mean, we already know that it wasn't me. I left for three days, but does that make a difference? Ah well. But that would be rude either way because I gave them to her. My house has way too much drama. I came home yesterday and my room smelled like someone had been smoking in it. And my plants were knocked over. MY POOR BABIES!!!!! So I planted the only one I could save outside. It's probably dead now, though. It rained. But I still have my Forget-Me-Not's! Grow,

Yay! I'm so happy!! I have a girlfriend! Yay. That's about it, though. Blah...

O.M.G..... I. Am. So. Bored. I'm sitting here watching Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends on Cartoon Network. It was for my 4 month old (Sunday) brother to watch. He's not even payin attention to it. He's starin at the little things on his walker thingy and screaming. And suckin on his fingers. My parents say that he's probably teething. And my older sister's been gone for more than three weeks. She's afraid that her father's not gonna accept her cause she's gay. That just goes to show you how stupid my parents must think I am. My mother expected me to be gay because of the way I acted when I was a child. (wtf? I was a child; how the hell c