so, I'm not happy because of that, and, i walked into the corner of a wall in my room (my room's shaped like an L) and now my shoulder's dented and bruised and red and throbbing.
So, yeah, there's me, being happy.
I'ma argue and moan until I'm allowed, she'll eventually give in.. If not, I'll just have to wait until my 16th so I can get it done without parental supervision.
No comments:
Post a Comment