I was just minding my own business and staring at the wall, thinking about why life is a bitch sometimes. When I saw this spider staring at me. So I went to try and catch it. But as soon as I caught it and was about to throw it out of my open window, my mum came barging in my room and sacred the 💩 out of me (not literally) and I dropped the spider and I swore.
Loudly.
In front of my mum.
It's a miracle that I'm still alive.
Anyway she asked me what I was doing and I told her that I was trying to catch a spider before SHE so rudely barged into my room. And she told me to stop banging on the wall, which I wasn't doing. As I was trying to catch a spider the whole time.
Then she left the room.
And I'm sitting on my bed with my Nerf gun incase I see the spider again. When I see that little fücker Ima gonna shoot the hell out of it.
The problem isn't the spider, it only becomes a problem when it disappears.
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The Story Of My Not So Perfect Life!
RandomThis is just a book of random stuff that goes on in my daily life. There will probably be rants about random shit. I will probably not update that much since nothing interesting really happens in my life. But I will try to update.
