another day just passed like this.
i worked, went home, slept, while dad shifted my bed and shelves to vaccum.
its so dusty. but yeah i've recovered my two studs anyway.
throughout dad was blasting this disgusting song in my room while i'm asleep in his room.
I ENDURED.
fer an hour or so, of dozing off, ultimately i couldnt take it and screamed at him.
woke up, found my brother asleep in his own room and mom just came back from i dont know where.



and i went out to meet them fer dinner.
was at chinatown fer awhile.
i'm so fucking tired.




the morale of the story..