Sunday, September 10, 2006

   Stressed me out...
Saturday I came home from the store, and my sister had people that came to visit from about 300 miles away. So my keys dissapeared, and I looked everywhere! SERIOUSLY. So the next thing I suspected was that some one took my keys. I asked them to check their bags. Then they all left to go to a concert. I called and asked them, did they happen to see my keys in their bags, like if they happened to open their purse, dig in their pockets and realize they had someone else's keys. No. So the next morning I'm freaking out because I need my fucking keys. I was so stressed! Then I asked my sister to call them since they've left and were on the road to go home to check their bags one more time to make sure. 2 hours later she gets a fucking phone call saying that her friend had my keys after all.



LIKE WHAT THE FUCK?! GEEZUS FUCKING CRISTE WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU! AFTER ALL MY ASKING FOR YOU TO JUST FUCKING CHECK YOUR GODDAMN BAG TO MAKE SURE YOU DON'T HAVE MY SHIT, YOU FINALLY DO IT AFTER YOU'VE LEFT THE FUCKING CITY! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!!!

But, I was relieved. I said I wanted my keys by next morning, but they said they'll mail it express to get it to me by Tuesday. I couldn't make them drive back. So I was like fine. I called around, and it turned out I had a friend visiting my hometown, and could stop by my parent's work place to get my keys and bring it to me up in college. So here I am waaaaaaaiting for my keys.

Geez.

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