So. I was thinking.
The Hell.
So's I need to move out, me Pap's this close to giving me a brain hemorrhage. Serious. I's all crazy and up in the air. So, Mum says move to her, I say Danish sucks, she says learn Norwegian! I say Korea, Or something like that.
So I go sulk. And then sulk some more. I thinks that I'm just gonna stay home Monday, everything is too stressful. Very much so. I need happy pills or some s**t, This is just getting plain stressful. I've been wanting to get out of this hell hole for ages, but noooooo, apparently it's better to stay here and wallow in my own self pity. Grrrrr. AND THE HELL WITH OVERFED MOUSE!
Ugh, why are all the solutions learn a new damn language, argh. Not that Norwegian is new, but it'd still be friggen hard.
Shoot me please? gonk
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