Weekend

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I woke up to the sound of Mexican music. That's how you know your cleaning. But before that I'm going to write my rants and stuff. My mom woke me up at 6 ( I went to sleep at 5 ) ago ask if she could use my phone for something. I said don't give it to my little brother. Cuz if he has my phone he doesn't let go. He's a little Satin but I still love him. One time I grabbed the last cupcake ( I would grave the last cup cake ). and he scratched me across my face and and my eye. I asked him why he did that and he said cuz you fugly. I was like 😱 who tf showed him that. But then I remember that my dipstick sister said that a lot. I showed her what he said and she recorded it and put it on her snap chat. I did 2 but I had a diff snap chat. IK it's the weekend but there's no ranting like school ranting. It sit with my squad ( jaylah and Anna ) in each class except 1. In that class I sit with the ugliest fags the world could have made only 1 is my friend. The other 2 are creepy and I think gay. But we're getting off topic. Jaylah and Anna say I look like I would rather fall from space with a bomb on me and a sign on my back that says " kill me " then sit there and frankly that's true. But not only are the ppl I sit with a total dipsticks but my teachers in there is like she's always on her period. She needs some tampons like srsly but the real problem is that she says she's hound but her wrinkles can attach from the Grand Canyon up to space so.. Yea she's a pain. Anyway that's school and meh life I'll write again tomorrow.

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