The one thing I hate most about sharing a room with my little sister is that on weekends or when there's no school, I like to wake up at around 10 and my sister likes waking up after 12. So, any time that i get up before her, she always tells me to.stop making so much noise. To make matters worse, my bedrary (a bed that's also a library) is so super creaky like every time I move, even a little bit, it freaks like there's no tomorrow.
Like this morning I got up to get a glass of milk and my bedrary creaked really loud that it woke my sister up. And she can sleep through an earthquake. Roth now she's moaning at me for waking her up so early but it's hardly my fault.
All I wanted was a glass of milk and I'm not even allowed in the kitchen until my mum or dad wakes up.
And now I'm dying of thirst.
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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.
