[ Friday, May 14, 2004 ]

 
   

Mood: Angry/Depressed
Music: -None-

Holy mother of God. Why the fuck do people not listen to me?!! EVER?!! Ok, so, I was working until 8:30, right? Well, my french teacher decided that we're gonna have a food day, so we all need to bring in a homemade french dish for points.

Recap on Lar's life:
-She just wants to do homework and go to bed after work, because, while it's not busy at the Antique Mall, it's boring and tiring being on one's feet for 5 hours straight and helping move furniture due to a leaky ceiling.
-She is poor, with barely enough food to buy dinners at work, much less buy food for other people.

RECAP:
-Laura does NOT want to stay up until 12 AM cooking some damn pies.
-Laura has no money to buy 4 pounds of bloody apples to make the damn pies.

GOD DAMMIT ALL TO HELL.

I wrote a $20 for the damn apples and the damn ingredients, and it is now 12 fucking 30.

I told my teacher I would have my mom write me a note due to my poorness and having to work until 8:30, but she just smiled and told me that I knew about the assignment beforehand and that she expects something great from me tomorrow.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!

For God's sake, doesn't everyone know that food doesn't last a day in my house??? Just 5 minutes ago my brother came in and was like, "Can I have some pie?" I was like, "For God's sake, no!! They're for school!! Why else would I be up at 12:30 cooking fucking pies?!!"

Dammit all to hell. No wonder why I wanna kill myself.

    Lar [12:18 AM]

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