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Alright, I'm finally back heart , for those of you out there that don't read this. sweatdrop Anyways, so my friend asked me a little while ago after Kelso( just a nickname!) told us about the MCR concert if I wanted to go. I said yea, but I would have to talk to my parent... see my problem. If you read the last entry... YOU KNOW! UGH! So it took a while and my friend's mom to convince we should go. Then, she doesn't tell me anything. It's like I don't exist. If I even mention it, she's all, I told you the last time you asked... she didn't. So, I have to get all my information second... NO third hand. You see, my mom talks to my friends mom, who tells my friend who tells me. Well, apparently she's bringing my little brother. Who has already been to a concert, was allowed to go to movies with just friends before me and is all around my own personal ticking time-bomb. If you don't see the problem here... I'll explain. He is one of the winiest people I've evr known. I was a few minutes late today because my books fell and he's all "what the heck, we've BEEN waiting!" I tried to explain but then he started heving one of his mini temper tantrums- not the ones where he tries to kill me(thank god)- and then my mom turns to me, and I get yelled at! scream I hate my family... I know I was switched at birth, I had to be. Because they certainly aren't my family. stare I will kill anyone who says they are!
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Yay!