The life of Meh.

Chapter four

Why? Just why? I have had the past few days go great for me. I watched Mockingjay part one, Pitch Perfect 2, and had a sleepover. After watching Pitch Perfect 2 we came home and had already started reading my sister's really good book "Loot, by Jude Watson" and wanted to read more of it. This is where the problem starts. I take the book from her, after getting her approval of course, and read till chapter 63 out of 80 or so chapters and I was just taking a break from reading when my sister decides that my life is too good at the moment and she just absolutely has to ruin my so far good day. Jerk. Anyways she storms into my room throws my bookmark out of "her" book and takes it to her room, declaring that the book is hers and she can take it whenever she wants because she checked the book out. She is so damn selfish sometimes. Well obviously that's not fair so i start complaining to my dad about it. You would think that he would see my point of veiw that if she just let me finish the book that night neither of them would have to bother with us sharing the book but no.... nothing is allowed to go my way. He starts yelling at me for i don't know the reason and isn't satisfied enough to stop until he sees tears streaming down my face. When he does he slams my door shut while ranting something about how he isn't going to put up with this stuff, but there was probably a curse word somewhere in there. I'm not sure because over my sobbing and my sisters constant bableing she calls the sentences she never gets to finish i can't really tell. But her stupid sentences though. Ugh she thinks everyone is always interrupting her, when in reality we usually let her finish her five sentence long sentences because we know if we don't we will literally never here the end of her yelling even more extremely long sentences about how we never let her finish her sentences. Then she complains that it isn't her fault that she can't say everything in a millisecond, when she could easley shorten her paragraph sentences by simply not repeating things over and over again a million fricken times