agh. jenny comes into my room at like, eight or nine. wakes me up then takes mum's laptop out. i was so angry....... but also tired. so i muttered some stuff and then fell back asleep until one.
and as soon as i get downstairs she asks why i look so mad?!?!? scream
i don't like her at all. we're just so................different.
oh well. dad took off a tick from max. stupid cat. already catching ticks. stare stupid. and we had to buy another collar because jenny loosens all of them so he can 'breathe' and then he rubs on some tree and pulls it off.
i had peanut butter and jam toast. my mom makes yummy jam...
that's all. i've only been awake for half an hour, so let me be.
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