I turn 29 today. I am not happy, because it means I have completed my 29th year and now starting my 30th year. Or as I joke to some people, this is my first 29th Birthday.
Sorry I haven't been on for some time. Been kind of busy with my job of selling door-hanger adverting and stuff. My slave masters have been working me Ocoee for three weeks now. However we finially have the bloody thing sold and I can now move back to Clermont.
Howwever, I don't think I can take much more here. My grandmother pulled a frying pan on me over a simple argument. She would never do that to the demon (my cousin), but she knows I wouldn't fight back. Well, I step up and took the frying pan from her before she did something she regretted later. As I was taking the pan, she yell to me that was her bad hand (it's been hurting her for a week now). I told her she should have tought of that before raising a weapon at me. I'm not taking any more shit from anyone in this house. If I had the money or the means, I be out of here. These two women (my Aunt and Grandmother) are killing themslves and I no longer want any part of it.
Well, see ya' later!
Mood: Worn Out
Music: "Birthday Dethday" by Dethklok
Book: (None)

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