Okay, let's try this again...
I was ranting about how much I hate mornings and how tired I am of the same thing again and again almost every day. School sucks. I hate all the lectures; they bore me to tears. I hate my mother who is evidently not a morning person. She always has an attitude in the morning. Whether its apparent or not, its there. This morning, she was ranting about how I haven't changed the cat litter in two weeks. Lets see... I've been *factoring busy! I've had golf every other day until 9pm and with Prom coming, on the days I don't have golf I'm doing something else! And she knows it! Maybe she'd understand if she got up off her butt and did something outside of the house once in a while.
GAH!
Sometimes I just want to rip all of my hair out of my head! I get so exhausted just by listening to her! I hate it. I hate it! I HATE IT!
Ahem...
*"factoring busy": Today in math class, Mrs. Z said "Look at all the f words you know!" The class got all excited. "No I mean math terms like function, factor, etc. Anyway, now you have a pluthora of alternatives to swearing. Like instead of using the Lord's name in vain, you can say 'God Divide It!" Hence, "factoring busy" is a methematically substituted phrase in place of, well... you know!
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