So I am currently tearing up because a shirt has been stolen out of my closet. OK this might just be the worst day ever. I don’t even want to go into the extensive amount or frustration is at hand here but I am getting tired of juggling. At least my room is clean, right?
I don’t have time for anything I want to do because I am doing everything I have to do. It is just frustrating and aggravating all the same. Oh well, tomorrow is a new day. On Saturday you better believe I will be serving myself a huge Jack and Coke! BRING IT ON!
I will take a fail for today. WAH WAH.
Love, Me
As told by CatMan, The Rose Bandit 
I don’t get the part about a shirt being stolen…?
Little sister’s having “nothing to wear to the movies” stolen…It just so happened that it was hiding behind some other clothes and I was simply over reacting….it was about par for the course!