Okay, so right now it's around 8:20pm...
I still haven't had dinner.
I'm so hungry.
Ever since I got back from the last day of camp that I survived, I've been doing random stuff. I made a couple book covers that I might post.
Hey, I finished season two of Snow White with the red hair and there were moments that I cried. So now I'm all caught up. I searched online to find that there's 99% chance there won't be a season three...
FUUUUUUUUUCK. FUCKING ANIME I JUST STARTED!!! WHYYY?!?!?
Okay, after I got all mad I watched fairy tail. Yay.
After realizing it was late, I realized "Oh shit, my parents haven't called me down for dinner." I go downstairs to see my mom reading in the living room, but then I heard snoring from the family room...
My dad was DEAD asleep. The family room is literally connected with the kitchen, and I'm STARVING.
I don't wanna wake him. I can't use the microwave to heat up leftover chicken wings cause it's hella loud. Well, warm food in general is out of the option.
I've eaten a pear so far.
Wanna know what I have right now?
Currently I've got the whole sliced mangos thingy out from Costco, pickles in the jar, and a package of salami.
Bruh.
You don't wanna marry me cause I can't cook.
*in da future*
Son: Hey, what's for dinner mom? Dads not home.
Me: *oh shit boi whaddo I do?!* Hmmm...*pretends to think strategically* Well...
Daughter: Can we order pizza?
Me: Inly if you're buying it, I'm saving money for a new iPhone boi.
Son/daughter: -_-....
Me: *gies to fridge* What's something easy that takes less than ten seconds to accomplish... *grabs mangos, pickles and salami* Here ya go!
Daughter: Um...why?
Son:....What the fuck bruh?!?
Me: SCUSE ME, I am your FUCKING MOTHER, not your BRUH. Now EAT!!!
Son: *grabs keys* Lets go *insert daughters name* We're getting some pizza.
Daughter: ...BYE MOM!! *leaves*
Me:...At least I tried... *munches on pickles*
Pickles: Shut yo face up. I don't appreciate you either. *goes back in fridge*
Just saying, pickles and mangos don't really go together.
Like, eat them hours apart.
Just don't do it. Trust me.
Ugh, that struggles.
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My Teenage girl Rant Book
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