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Work is hard.
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[06 Jan 2010|10:49pm] |
QUINN ADRIANA CHAMBERS, WHY???
i cannot believe you SNUCK IN. CLEANED MY ROOM. ORGANIZED EVERYTHING. and then LEFT. as your older brother, i am shocked and OUTRAGED at this. also, i cannot find anything. at all. so. that clearly leaves me at a conundrum. and you as well, i would say.
first off, i cannot find anything.
secondly, you cleaned my room.
third, i hate how clean it is. you can't see me right now, but i am pouting at my journal so that you can feel my pain.
fourthly, i hate you.
fifthly, not really, but you get it.
sixth, i don't know where my socks are.
seventh -- are those labels?
eighthly, why are there labels? i could find my stuff before. as opposed to now, when i cannot find my socks. this is a sad moment in the life of curtis a. chambers.
ninth, please come back and undo your resticking tape. everytime i try to undo it, it goes back to normal.
ten, i am so confused by what you have done. why are there numbers? do you think i have time everyday to wonder what these numbers mean? q, q, this hurts my brain. i don't know why there is some reference thing on my desk. seriously, q, why are you so meticulous and smart? are you sure you're my sister?
eleven, i'm glad you didn't do beth's.
tweleve, i hate you.
thirteen, i love you.
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