August has come and I am back. why? because I dropped my phone and it is now broken. unresponsive. and I need to say a word or two, cuz…WHAT DA FUCK IS DAT BULSHIT
I was looking for my tent at my parents’ place and I happened to stumble upon a bag of clothes I had put away yeaaaarrrsssss ago so I looked through it DUHH. Omg I found a cute winter bucket hat, and 1.45$…and one of my mom’s old slip dress that will become a dress cuz it’s opaque and issa look.
what. ev-er
I was grabbing all my finds and my phone FELL AND SOMEHOW I KNEW IT WOULD BE DA TIME WHERE IT FELL AND WOULD ACTUALLY BE IMPACTED. ok I’ll stop with the caps but the anger is the same FYI.
I’m so fucking pissed, cuz you know what’s worst? When I was leaving, my mom said she’d look for my old iphone and leave at the entrance and I was like yes pls, I’ll come grab it during the night. AND I FKN DID AND THE PHONE WAS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND!!!!!!!!
WHY DIDN’T SHE CALL ME BACK TO SAY SO??????
oups, I got carried away.
like I was saying…why didn’t she send me an email to let me know?????
at least why didn’t she leave me a note saying wussup??????
I’m so mad cuz I lost 1.5-2 hours and my laundry had time to finish and doesn’t smell “fresh” anymore although it doesn’t smell bad at all.
what a fool. it’s still in the washer…I just had to release a lil bit cuz DAMN (that one’s allowed cuz it’s…ya I don’t know what else to add so period. didn’t they teach you to shut da fuck up when you had nothing to say? I was.)
wow, got carried away again.
k lemme get up and hang these muhfkn black clothes cuz yes I wash by color.
over it
have I tried to put my phone in rice??? good fkn BAH