My sister is once again the reason for my less than prompt appearance at our high school's first home game. I don't like football, but my friends are in the band, and we're going up against my cousin's school...so I decided to go. But the game starts at 7 and she won't be home until a quarter til...it takes 10 minutes to get to the high school, but you all know how the parking is so close to the start. It's going to be a bitch, and I'm going to be late, and that's going to piss me off.
Did I mention that she made me 15 minutes later to the movie on Wednesday? No? Well she did...I missed the beginning and then she went on and on about how bad of a driver I am.
The only thing stopping me from killing her is mom's "No blood spilled on the carpet" rule.
Well at least I got to go to my friend's house before the game and hang out with everyone. I haven't seen much of them lately.
Off I go to sulk and curse little sisters. Have an enchanting Friday night.
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