I generally don't like to talk all that much. I prefer e-mail, and stuff like this. Not to mention when talking about what to do the next day I usually get told a whole list of things to do. So I remained silent, and instead of having my Mom tell me a whole list of things to do, Sara signed me up for a whole list of things to do and then claimed I was just mad because she was being more mature and she knew it. Then my Dad threw in that I was trying to be her mother again. She's telling me what to do, how am I her mother? Anyway, it's nice to know what my family thinks of me, they've agreed to let me rename myself dirt. At least it's less common then my real name. I'm thinking unworthy dirt has a better sound to it though. So grrrrr. Yeah, I don't think I'll post again until next Monday as I'm now going to be busy tomorrow, and I leave on Thursday. Eight to nine hours in a car with people who think of me as dirt, I can't wait for this weekend, it's going to be sooo much fun.
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