You Got OWNED!

Gayness

Right now my aunt and uncles are over at my house. I don’t want to go downstairs to see them. Whenever they come I’m always on the computer so I don’t have to go talk to them. They’re so annoying. They used to come to our house like every single day and I’m always thinking in my head, Don’t they have their own house? They’re from my moms side of the family. I hate my moms side because they all think they’re better than everyone else. My sister hates them too, they got some sort of beef going on and now she never talks to them. She has a beef going on with my cousin and here mom. They all used to work together at a hospital but my sister quit because she couldn’t stand them. Then she got a new job, she had to wrap packages all day. The funny thing about my sister is that she kept that job only for two days nope not two days two hours. LOL. Well my sister has her own blog you can check it out and get to know her. Here’s her blog. I’m not sure if I was allowed to post her blog out for the world to see but…who cares.

Anyways, Today I slept at around 11 o’ clock and I wanted to wake up around 4 o’ clock, I even left a note for my sister and my mom to wake me up around, but I woke up an hour ago. I woke up at 8 o’ clock. My sister and mom tried to wake me up at 4 but I was just to tired to wake up so I slept all day.

Currently I am writing this while sitting by the fan in my room. I’m also working on my forum and posting on other forums. I’m a forumer :] and I’m a blogger. Wow this is bringing back so many memories. I haven’t blogged since the Xanga era. I remember when everybody used to love Xanga and post blogs everyday on it. Now people just don’t blog no more. They all moved on to myspace. Xanga was my first time blogging. I really wasn’t blogging though because all I did on Xanga was post pictures and things like that. What I’m doing now is considered more as blogging I guess, but Xanga has helped me understand what blogging was.

It is so hot today, especially in my room. It feels like my room is on top of a stove or inside an oven because I’m burning up. I can’t go downstairs because I don’t want to see my cousins, I can’t go inside another room because it’s just as hot in there as it is in here. I guess I’m just gonna have to deal with the heat until they leave. That might take forever because they go back home so late when they visit us.