Thursday, March 17, 2005
Don't you hate it when...?
I just hate to forget important things, but I hate more trying to do something and people not noticing. For example, when my mom got married, my brother told me, " I'll call you before picking you up 'cause I don't know where it is". He never called, I couldn't assist, my mom was furious and hurt. And all because the stupid telephone didn't work, so, it wasn't my fault, I received all the blame and I wasn't with my mom on her special day, bummer!
So Tuesday was my mom's birthday, I call her and guess what? She's not home, I try to call her back, but I had too much work. My home phone"s been cut off, I tried calling her again, no answer. So now I'm just waiting for her to call me and make me feel worse until I explain to her what happened.
Yeah, I feel sorry for me too.
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So Tuesday was my mom's birthday, I call her and guess what? She's not home, I try to call her back, but I had too much work. My home phone"s been cut off, I tried calling her again, no answer. So now I'm just waiting for her to call me and make me feel worse until I explain to her what happened.
Yeah, I feel sorry for me too.
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