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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 10:37 am
So... I wake up to my mom moving s**t around and yelling at me to wake up. I didn't see the time at this tim... Er point... But it was like 7:45am or something.
Why did she wake me up? She couldn't find her keys... She wanted me to help her. I don't care if she hadn't known I had 4 hours sleep at this point, but I saw myself in the mirror. I was more pale then usual. You'd think she'd give me a break?
Anyways, after maybe a minute she starts yelling "********! ********! Amber you're gonna have to go make copies of your keys and drop it off at a neighbour so I can pick it up when I get home! I hope I kind find my extra set of car keys! FUUUUUUUUCK!".
Oh, may I point out that she tells me not to swear. What a hypocrite. rofl
In anycase, while she was in a panic, I walked by... Mind you I wasn't searching much... I notice something on the floor. Oh, keys. Silver-ish keys on an orange-ish floor. Keys in her room, next to her door. Next to the table she leaves them on everyday. What a shock! How could have guessed that gravity would be such a menace!
Oh... A few more things. She sounded as though she was in a rush. I forgot when she starts work, 8 or 8:30. In either case, I know she wasn't spending a long time looking for her keys, making her late. I know for a fact she was online, talking in horrible n3t sp33k... Because I know she does it everyday. Not because I see her, but my sister does. My sister is away for the weekend, so that's why my mom wanted me to make a copy of my keys and such.
Ah, another thing. My mom tends to borrow my keys from time to time. Well a few weeks back, when I had to walk to work... Well I realized that I didn't have my keys. My mom obviously "borrowed" them. So I looked for them on that table she leaves her keys on. Not there. Then I thought, perhaps she left them in my room somewhere. I didn't see them. I left my room and noticed them just outside my door, tangled in some cables. To boot, my keys happen to be the same color as the floor too.
I asked her why she would do that. She said she was in a rush... Yea... Because you were spending your time on MSN rolleyes ... Even in a rush, she could have opened my door and left them on a nearby table. Or she could have left it on her table because I know she leaves them there. Why she threw them is really a mystery to me. Hell, we have a few cats, and I know they would looooooooooove to play with the keys. My mom should have realized this too. Or perhaps I'm giving her too much credit. gonk
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Posted: Mon Nov 19, 2007 1:50 pm
A key, a key, my kingdom for a key. It reminds me of that ed edd n eddy episode entitled: The key to my ed. sweatdrop
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