One of those Cliché LiveJournals.

Today was my last day of work (thank god) and I noticed a while ago that if you leave me at one place for too long I start to get really angry.

Like if I am on drive-thru all shift. I start to threaten custmors... quietly but I would seriously kill someone.

But if you put me on table for half then move me to back then I'm calm and fun.

I hate people.

The other day, my sister's boyfriend snapped at me to stop touching my nephew's feet because he was trying to go to sleep.

What? He was just laying down with a bottle. Does not mean he is trying to sleep! Plus, don't tell me what to do with my fucking nephew. He is my blood. My sister's boyfriend isn't his real father. Hell just because Michael sometimes calls him Dad does not make him his father.

And today, (as in a minute or so ago) I was watching a movie.

My family came home and I just continued watching my movie. Willow started crying, I ignored it and just tryed to listen to the movie and watch it.

They started to talk. I just forgot the movie and went to my computer.

Robin then asked something about the movie and I replied: "I don't know. I haven't been watching because you guys have been talking."

Douchebag then said, "You could go upstairs and watch it. Besides your on your laptop anyway."

So I can't do two things at once dickface? So I did the childish thing, turned off the tv, took my laptop, got the DVD and left the room. But not without telling my sister's boyfriend to stop being a Dick.

GOD! I know some people are just angry a lot (my sisters as key points) but Jesus. Lay off sometime. Get happy.

It's not that fucking hard.

I cuse when I am in a bad mood.

Today was horrible. Tomorrow? Be better.