Moving day

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I wake up and realize a dreadful thing, It's moving day! I mean how could I forget dad was talking about it all day long!!! And he was excited about a very good job offering in a rich business where he could easily get hired. I notice my moms footsteps as she thought I was still asleep. "Wake up honey! There's a long day ahead!" I grunt and get ready. Then I start packing

Hour 1

I'm jamming to Panic! And I screech "THIS IS MY ROARING!! ROARING TWENTYS" My big sister interrupts my "beautiful" singing and yells "Shut-up! YOU SOUND LIKE AN OGRE" "STAY OUT OF MY SWAMP!" I jokingly tell her, after we snort like pigs she then leaves and I continue.

Hour 2

Well I finished but now I have to load everything into that cheesy moving truck. I grunt putting over 5 boxes in the truck. Then I go back and forget we removed the couch so I fall and laugh.

Hours later...

So I'm at this new house and we just finished unpacking. I found out I'm not going to Summertime high but IM GOING TO JOHNSON PRIVATE SCHOOL!!! Squee!!! I'm so excited! Anyways I've been scrolling through my laptop, looking at cheesy vines, and finish my cup noodles. It's 9:15 and apparently my parents are kinda cool so I can stay up until 11:50 o'clock then fall asleep around 10:27 watching Criminal Minds and admiring Shemar Moore.

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