Yellow Music Box

So I finally got my article framed. I got an article in Class! Magazine and no one bothered to get it framed for me so I had to go and get it myself with my own money. I guess it's alright. I just got $20 for threading my aunt's whole face.
My brother got a new Drangon Ball Z video game and the wii is in my room so I've been hearing stupid lame dialoge all morning. The voices are pretty funny too. You know what, Drangon Ball Z in general is dumb. The story gets way to confusing and complicated. The first episode dives in super quick. The video game is even worse. Out of no where my brother is like violently pressing A over and over again.
It's really hard being the only girl in the family. Well I have my mom but when I go out with my dad I'm all alone. Guy talk is horrible. They get super sexist in front of me, or end up talking about a passing by chicks body. I really hate it when my dad says that like ever girl he sees is cute or hot. The usual thing we do together is go to the movies. Even that becomes almost impossible sometimes. I'm not into super girly, 'let's cry at how cute that couple is', movies. But I still am a girl and don't want to go see movies with nothing but explosions and guns and people being shot at. Shopping is even worse. Well we don't really have money to shop so we window shop in casios. That's super hard because they like to look at watches and walets. While I like to look at cameras and clothes.
I'm running out of space in my book self for dvds. I've been having to stack them on top of each other now instead of side by side. That bothers me because it looks really messy and unorganized. I organize my dvds, books, and cds in alaphabetical order. I even color corrdinate my closet. You wouldn't be able to tell coming in my room though. I don't like cleaning really. I hate making my bed. There's no point. It gets messy every night, so why should I waste energy making it in the morning?
My birthday kinda sucked this year. I only got 3 cards. A handful of people said 'Happy Birthday' at school. It didn't get better at home. My mom told me to pick out my own card from her. I had to get my own cake, and pick up my aunt. I did so many errand that day. My boyfriend wasn't even in a good mood. Each year the number of cards gets lower and lower. It's really depressing but I suppose it's ok. People stop caring you where born after so many years.



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