Sta.sh
What was supposed to be a great day, turned ugly when I returned home from school...
My sister threw my politeness and manners back at me, when I asked NICELY for the DVDs we bought yesterday. Notice: "WE". She didn't pay for them. She just took claim of them and never let me look at them. My anger has been a real problem lately, I snapped last week and got some boys in some serious trouble, and now this. I hurt myself. I practically hurt myself. Why? Well, how do you think it'd feel if you were the NICEST and most FRIENDLIEST person in the world to your friend/sibling/relative and your politeness and hospitality is thrown back at your face? Not once, but maybe, perhaps... For a whole week or more? It seems like it will NEVER stop.
Well, it suxorz. Take it from me. My skin's peeling off my fists, for punching a concrete wall. Pointless, Rae. Absolutely pointless. I feel bruised.
And what's more? At the end of the day, NURIE got her feelings hurt. By me. I asked her if she was going to go to a shop to buy some program CDs, and said, 'Hey, if you do go could you buy me a Flash CD? And buy Sugs one too, cause she wants one.' I guess she took the wrong end of the stick. Before storming away, she shouted, "Well obviously you have to get everything for Sugar!" (Something like that.) She didn't know that she could buy it herself at the shop. And she didn't let me finish my sentence on payment. This sucks. This is the suckiest day of the week. Monday. Oh,
Monday blues.
I might write a poem about this. Ta.
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