I don't know what it is with me. Lol I mean, my family just moved to a new house and I have dreaded unpacking my boxes. Granted, I was gone for most of moving week. I was in another town with my cousin and when I came back, my bed, my drawers, my desk, piano, and even a new shelf was moved in, as well as many of my bags thrown everywhere with random things in them were already scattered throughout my room. Well, you see why I dreaded unpacking. Anyway, for three days my mom pestered me about unpacking and I didn't. I didn't want to. When I did,(she threatened to take the computer away and during the summer, I have no friends...) and started to move things around, I couldn't stop >..< I mean, if someone had come over and asked me out, I would continue unpacking and moving things around. What's sad is I've never been out before.... and now I'm through unpacking, waiting for hangers to hang my s**t up, and here I am, without the computer, bored out of my skull....
--Chrysolas
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