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DENNIS OMG! Wait, I'm in Tennessee...
Jul. 10th, 2005 01:18 amWhich is why I wish you all luck! Though knowing my friends, they'll either see it as fun or sleep through it. I'm still on vacation though.
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I want to go home. >.> I'll explain that a bit later. But, on the hurricane deal. I dunno what it was like to deal with Ivan, so I guess I won't know what to deal with Dennis. Even if I was in Crestview, I would have been forced to evacuate again. (My mom had to go to my uncle's house in Georgia) and again, my dad is on the base. >>; But, as long as you stay safe, eat lots of cookies, and sleep, it'll all be over with soon enough. Lets just hope no one dies. ^^;
Anyway, about going home. I love my grandma and all, and I heart my cousins and such...but if I don't get out, I think I'm going to go insane. I thought I was patient, but...after the past few days, I think I'm losing my MIND.
One child will never leave you alone. She'll just ask you something to help her or play with her...every five minutes >_>
She: MARIO PARTY!
Me/Cousin: We'll play in a few minutes, let us play on the computer first.
She: I HATE YOU FOREVER, DIE, YOU NUMBER ONE BILLION KAJILLION!!!
Second Child asks a question...every second of your LIFE.
He: Why are we eating this?
Me/Cousin: Because we were told to make this.
He: Why?
Me/Cousin: Because...we were..
He: Oh...Why is the fruit punch red?
And pointless questions too. But he usually leaves us alone so we love him. Third child...Oh my...god...
He: Hey.
Me/Cousin: Hm?
He: *smacks you in the head and laughs like an idiot*
Me/Cousin: *smacks him back*
He: *laughs like an idiot again, and makes a high pitch squeal* STUPID LOSER! *pops us in the head with a balloon*
Me/Cousin: Go to your room now!
He: I'm afraid of the dark...
Me/Cousin: It's DAYLIGHT!
He: So? *pops you in the head again and laughs like an idiot again*
Grandma can get overbearing as well. >>; I don't think I've had to clean so much...And I've bumped myself SO MANY TIMES IN THIS HOUSE. o.o THE VIOLENCE! THE DEATH!
Oh well. It's family. I love them.
But I. WANT. TO. GO. HOME.
*hasn't even gone into deep details, but shall soon*
P.S. - Forgive this ranting. I know I said I wouldn't...but...this one I had to. ^^; Sorreh.
-=Celi
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I want to go home. >.> I'll explain that a bit later. But, on the hurricane deal. I dunno what it was like to deal with Ivan, so I guess I won't know what to deal with Dennis. Even if I was in Crestview, I would have been forced to evacuate again. (My mom had to go to my uncle's house in Georgia) and again, my dad is on the base. >>; But, as long as you stay safe, eat lots of cookies, and sleep, it'll all be over with soon enough. Lets just hope no one dies. ^^;
Anyway, about going home. I love my grandma and all, and I heart my cousins and such...but if I don't get out, I think I'm going to go insane. I thought I was patient, but...after the past few days, I think I'm losing my MIND.
One child will never leave you alone. She'll just ask you something to help her or play with her...every five minutes >_>
She: MARIO PARTY!
Me/Cousin: We'll play in a few minutes, let us play on the computer first.
She: I HATE YOU FOREVER, DIE, YOU NUMBER ONE BILLION KAJILLION!!!
Second Child asks a question...every second of your LIFE.
He: Why are we eating this?
Me/Cousin: Because we were told to make this.
He: Why?
Me/Cousin: Because...we were..
He: Oh...Why is the fruit punch red?
And pointless questions too. But he usually leaves us alone so we love him. Third child...Oh my...god...
He: Hey.
Me/Cousin: Hm?
He: *smacks you in the head and laughs like an idiot*
Me/Cousin: *smacks him back*
He: *laughs like an idiot again, and makes a high pitch squeal* STUPID LOSER! *pops us in the head with a balloon*
Me/Cousin: Go to your room now!
He: I'm afraid of the dark...
Me/Cousin: It's DAYLIGHT!
He: So? *pops you in the head again and laughs like an idiot again*
Grandma can get overbearing as well. >>; I don't think I've had to clean so much...And I've bumped myself SO MANY TIMES IN THIS HOUSE. o.o THE VIOLENCE! THE DEATH!
Oh well. It's family. I love them.
But I. WANT. TO. GO. HOME.
*hasn't even gone into deep details, but shall soon*
P.S. - Forgive this ranting. I know I said I wouldn't...but...this one I had to. ^^; Sorreh.
-=Celi
