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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 1:34 pm
Moderate cursing to Lots of cursing.
b*****d. I was forced to play video games with him for the past 3 furking hours. I don't feel tired necessarily, but I'm shaking and just feel weird. My parents finally told me to go to my room and practice my trumpet, which is code for "We can see you're pissed. Take a break and chill." Last night, he didn't go to bed until midnight. Him and his mom are sleeping in my room, and I'm sleeping on the couch. His mom just wouldn't make him go to bed. 7 year olds shouldn't be staying up until midnight. I got to talking to somebody on here, and was up until about 2. Pretty normal. HE CAME INTO THE LIVING ROOM AT 8 ******** O CLOCK IN THE MORNING. He's all like "Noah Noah! Noah Noah! NOAH!!! Guess what? I'm the first person awake!" (for some reason, he seemed to think that saying my name twice each time would get my attention better.) He asked if he could play the Wii if he turned the volume down. Then he asked if I was going to watch him play. I said sure to get his a** off my back so I could sleep. 15 minutes later he exclaimed "Noah! You said you would watch me!" I came this close to just telling him to shut the ******** up. They're thinking about going to the river later, which is about 20 minutes away. I hope to God he doesn't sit next to me. The 5 minute ride to the Greenway last night was bad enough.
The worst part is, he thinks I'm a freaking god. He follows me everywehre. Even the bathroom. He waits until he hears me flush and start to wash my hands and then he walks in casually. If he wasn't 7, I would kick his a**. mad
I don't care if you reply or not.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 2:21 pm
Eek! I'm good with kids, but I think I'd start to go bonkers. @.@ I'd tell 'im to go back to sleep or do something that wouldn't wake everyone up. Yeahhh.
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2009 2:33 pm
Haha, woah. I dislike little kiddies /:
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Posted: Mon Jul 06, 2009 9:33 am
sorry bout that dude... i know how you feel i have a little bor and he was the same way when he was younger it was always ___ can i sleep with you? ___ can you play with me? hay i watched you play the game why arnt you watching me?! and when he fights he turns red and bites and pulls hair... i am so itred of him but you should be glad that you dont have to live with the little s**t till you go to collage... when he leaves you will feel so much better its astounding!!! just pretend that hes not there and it gets a little better
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 7:20 pm
¤::::: I knew it was Jim's house. "...Well, then why'd you do it?" :::::¤ Jeez, I would wanna slap that kid. x_x Too bad he's not your own brother (at least that's what it seems like since you mentioned "his mom." If he was your own brother you could probably beat on him a little bit. xD ¤::::: Because you asked me to. :::::¤
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