Okay... I have been meaning to make this piece of crap for a while. I just never did. Until now. *DUN DUN DUNNN*
WELL a while back, my parents told me I had to move because we can't afford to live here anymore. At first, I didn't believe them. I mean, we've been thinking about moving for years now; there's no way we're doing it now!
Think again, jackass.
We went to Saratoga Springs to find a home. We went to a realtor, looked at houses, usual stuff. But then we looked at the schools. Holy shat muffins. They were HUGE. And when I mean HUGE, I mean HHHHHHUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGEEEEEEE. Much much bigger than the ones in my rinky-dink town. Even so, we found nothing. We tried other areas as well without any luck what-so-ever. Then we saw it. A house in Queensbury. It was practically perfect, though my dad complained about the oil. So we're probably not gonna move there. Great.
Oh, I forgot to mention, my house is officially on the God damn market. Fan-fucking-tabulous. There's a friggin "for sale" sign in front of my house. Wonderful.
If you thought that was bad enough, wait til you hear this bullcrap. My ex bf thinks I was posting stuff about him on fb. WTF. HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE A FLIPPIN FB. So now he won't even speak to me, and he's feeding everyone these bullshit lies. I mean, I got so friggin angry, I snapped my glasses!! I'm done with that little twat. Now, I wanna move, even if it means leaving my home (ironic, because the majority of the time I was ranting about how I didn't want to move).
Listening to: Pierce the Veil -- Bulletproof Love
Eating: Gum (Do you eat gum??)