Well, basically, my dad got in a pissy mood cuz when he was gettin' Emma [my big dog, the one that almost killed-] Tiffany [the lil' one] Emma bit him like six times so he was like screamin' at my mom and I got tired of it because I don't really remember a day that I've been alive that they haven't faught...

So, that was one long run on sentance but oh well. Here's what happened:

Dad [yelling at Mom]: You cuss like a sailor, you burp, you fart!
Me [from the kitchen yelling as loud as I could]: And you don't Dad? It's just like you're talking to the mirror [hey it was 2:oo in the morning! what do you expect?]! God, I hate this!

Then I ran into my room and slammed the door and got in bed and when my dad came [woe I feel a run-on sentance lol] in to say goodnight I said 'What? Whadda you want? Go away! Leave me alone!'

And then he left and I started crying [ah great I'm about to start crying now! stupid Hannah! *hits self on head*] cuz I always hurt the ones I love. And I was like sobbing in my room and I had to think of Taylor and I couldn't stop crying and I was like in my thoughts thinking 'Taylor I need you so bad right now more than I've ever needed you,' and stuff like that.

Yep that's pretty much what happened from 2:oo to 3:oo this morning...


s, s, and es!
Smiles Winks and Smooches!

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Hannah

Ugh...
I hate yelling... That's why I don't do it too often. I hope you're feeling better, you sounded pretty down.
» desertsnowstorm on 2004-07-25 04:01:24

thanks. We have to get rid of my doggy [:'(] and I bet my parents do while I'm away at camp... Idiots...
» RanDumbNess on 2004-07-25 05:45:53

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