Parties and Middle School

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As I'm writing this, I am sitting in a van headed to a party I don't want to go to.

I have had to deal with the largest gathering of idiots (outside of congress) today. In other words, my peers. And to make things better, satan has bestowed upon me a waterfall. I was moody, exhausted, and PO'd, and I still am.

So my mother, KNOWING that it's that special Time of month, decides to side with my Father in making me go to... Take a guess... An OFFICE party!

Tape that down for what?!

Let me see you staple that all by yourself.

My tape dispenser don't, my tape dispenser don't, my tape dispenser don't want none unless you got tape son!

So they are MAKING me go! And I had planned a nice cozy book-me-food- time. I have had my fill of people for the week, you too maybe?

So I told them I want to go, they said I have to go, and now I have to socialise with people I don't know, and are nowhere NEAR my age.

HELP ME! SOS! HELP! ASDFKLJSHFKRIDNEKLELKESHAT


*groans* YEAAAAAAYYYYYYYY

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