||[Jul. 15th, 2003|10:04 am]
.:for those who love to hate, and hate to love:.
why on earth does dad need to know when pop's birthday is at 6:30am? really....couldn't he wait til later?
Then after he wakes me up to look on the calendar (as if he couldn't look himself) he continues to try to have a conversation with me about how I'm getting to Grand Falls this weekend. After like 3 minutes I was like "Could I please just go back to sleep?". He slammed my door.
Honestly. What do you expect...