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Is Stalin In Your Cup

Iapos;m sorry. I found my default icon so damn amusing... XD Itapos;s rockinapos; like pop rocks.

Ya know...there isnapos;t a reason to be waking up at 6 am. I wonder why I still do it. I suppose, so I get used to waking up real early. Itapos;s kind of a apos;must doapos; now, I suppose. I guess I like the small extended length of quiet-ness, etc.

Beh. Test tomorrow. I feel like Iapos;ve forgotten it all x_x Which means- when DANA gets home sheapos;s gonna do a lot of studying, yes?

BEEP BEEP

FECK NO Dana DOESNapos;T crack open the books for ANYONE...

Accept for today. Yeah I think I AM going to study. -.-; I hate making the same mistake twice. Iapos;m almost finished with the GSG page (thank god) only how many more to go? Quite a bit.

My brother is such an ass hole. Last night he stole the fucking light bulb out of my shed. So when I went to go inside their and watch Spirited Away, I found not only had the shed door been knocked over, leaning aginst my go cart, (which happens because itapos;s loose) but the light bulb was gone. I was infuriated. So I said "HAH fucking HA Iapos;m LOCKING THE DAMN SHED No one gets in MY lair and lives to-...do it AGAIN" So yep I locked it He requested that I not lock it, because there ARE some tools he needs inside. Like a small tiny bong pipe. I LAUGH NOW I just now thought of this, but perhaps he had predicted my actions. I wonder if he planted the pipe to blame it on me? If he does- Iapos;ll ROAR with laughter If he tries to send me to my dad with that pipe in my hand- I WILL JUST DIE LAUGHING I can hear it now

"Yeah well, why do you lock that shed? What are you trying to hide??"

"Nothing. Iapos;m like you. I want my privacy."

"Well I found this in their. *holds up pipe* What are you REALLY hiding."

"... OH You found your pipe Thatapos;s good. I thought you mightapos;ve SNIFFED it out by now."

Oh I could go on and on. Iapos;ll get real mean and snippy if I have to. But today, I think Iapos;ll just throw in a bit of ex-tra cocky-ness.

He can go suck one for all I care. Thinking I call Michelle everyday. What the FUCK DUDE

Ok, first off, I have her number because on my birthday she told me to log it. Either that or it was WAY prior around the last Comic Con.

Iapos;ve called her ONCE. I called her one day asking what the hell was wrong with my brother. And we talked. And what we heard was logically explained, where his crap was not. So it makes sense.

My brotherapos;s lost his fucking mind.

Simple as that. So now he thinks Iapos;m calling her, saying "Oh yeah my brothers in the shower right now, and heapos;s going -such and such place-"

I NEVER EVEN ASK WHERE THE HELL HE IS GOING.

Sometimes I wanna slam a brick of ice or weed in his face and say "HERE YOU FUCKING GO. Youapos;re gonna die someday anyway because of this crap, why not get a BOOST." He doesnapos;t care about anyone but himself. Dad doesnapos;t know how to deal with it, either. I hope dad dies before Bryan does. So he doesnapos;t have to see what I most certainly will. I think Iapos;d die inside if dad had to watch his only son die. But I promise to be better than them both. My dads a good, solid, well rounded man. He doesnapos;t always make the best decisions, but HEapos;S not doing DRUGS.

So I trust him more so than others, apparentally.

Sorry...I really needed to vent. It just pisses me off. (obviously) Iapos;m sorry if I sound arrogant or anything in any way. It just -really-...REZGLKJHgkgfkuj1 <- that mean I was randomly angry?

Well, Iapos;m going to do a bit of work. Iapos;ll start dressing at 7 and, leave 7:15, be home at 10:45, yep. What a schd. Anyways, for all you people- take care.

Please take care. Because a few specific of you people are really, all I am heartfully close to trusting in this world.

-Sao
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