So, lets start off with the holiday. father's day. my family started with my dad yesterday trying to blame him for stuff missing from my granddaddys shed. not his fault. cheryl and sperm both have access to the shed...
then today, started off good. Dad loved his beowulf book and his dragonfly buttons. Then we go to grandmas and during dinner, brandi is talking about barfing and stuff (yes, during dinner) so my dad chases her. Yes, my cripple up daddy... since his acupuncture appointments, hes been feeling better. Then when he comes back... they start on him again about that shit...
ugh. well my aunt somehow got access to alot of books and gave them grandma. found a book ive been looking for: The lovely bones by alive seabold.
Well, tried to read it on the porch, mom comes out then grandma and dad. they leave, try to read again, brandi and ham come out but LOUD so i go hide in granddaddys room since almost everyone there is afraid of it. i read, then my asshole of an aunt busts up with "where is aimee, she needs to get off her lazy ass and pick up those books." (edited some of the language)
well, needless to say, aimee didnt do shit. the 2 babies did. not that i mind, but they acuse me with out ACTUAL PROOF!! they only come up with the fact that i was looking at the books, but so was everyone else. so i refused to do shit. then grandma yells at me, then said if she falls on her face, its my fault. hell no! she wont fall from picking up a paper back book. ugh!!
Oh, and i stabbed the sperm with a pitchfork. that was fun. and i got the sims on my comp again. yay!
going to bed. tired and pissed. night yall!!
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