Wednesday, February 25, 2009
{ 6:46 AM }
SERIOUSLY,
I am sick of you,
i really am,
U DON BE ALL RUDE AND CALL ME
"EH"
i am not ur freaking dog la ok,
i don even tell u i am hungry,
i make my own food,
YOU WAN ME TO STAY HOME AND ROT ISIT?
DON'T U HAV BRAINS?
you do right then think THINK!!,
don jus sit ard nag nag nag nag all ur life,
i do all the work u wan me to,
sweep, mob, wash, clean, wipe, clear, rearrange
everything else!
i even do it widout u telling la ok.
WAT MORE?
my freakin room is dam clean already ok,
u saw me cleaning each part and clearing all the stuff
that i hav been throwin ard during sch days,
wat more u wan?
YOU JUST LOVE TO SEE ME HOMW DOING NOTHING IS IT?
PLS LA,
don tell us ure tired,
why dont u go for ash wed service then?
WATCHA TALKING ABT,
you don make sense!!
I even stop askin money,
its if u wanna give,
don show ur anger on us,
jus cause u hav a bad day at wrk,
pls la its my FREAKING HOLIDAYS,
FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!!!
i need a freakin break and i wanna enjoy,
so pls let me,
i hav been home for 2 weeks now,
doing everything u ask me too,
so u noe wat i don care wat u wanna say,
i AM OUTTA HERE,
SUIT URSELF.
BYE.
