Saturday, June 24, 2006

Oh Dear God!!

Alrighty, so Mother had a wedding to go to, and I was the only one left at home. Seeing as though Sibling, and Father had a job to do with Mr. Chefman. So, we decided, at one o'clock to search for the shawl that goes with the dress Mother is wearing to the wedding. Lovely dress, I would know...it's mine. And it looks even better with the shawl. So, I decided, 'hey, it's in Siblngs room, I'm gonna go and check the closet.'
I walked down the hall, Panic! at the Disco in my ears, and I can honestly tell you, the second I opened her door it was like an Orchestra started. Not the soothing kind either. During the scary parts of a movie, you get the violens playing this screaching sound....That. That's the sound I heard as I opened her door. Although, the noise was in my head, and I braved the venture on into Sibling's room. With a great sigh I type this...Alright, its not a sigh, it's more of a shudder, but that's okay.
I was walking on the floor with no socks on, a common thing in one's own home, right? Crunching met my ears....crunching...on carpet?! I sighed, and made my way to the closet, stepping over the mound of clothes piled up to my waist, and opened the door. Well, I searched on the hangers...on the floor.....I found nothing on the floor except two dress shirts, a skirt...and some snarly socks....and other bottom of the world items. Well, when I didn't come right back with the shawl, Mother decided to come help me...When all of a sudden. Raaagghhh!!! Hell opened up, and Mother and I ended up carting four body-sized bags of trash/garbage/clothes-no-human-would-ever want and ol, crusty art supplies.
It was 2:04 when we stopped 'cleaning' Sibling's room, and Mother's ride was going to come and pick her up at 2:15-ish. Well, she got ready, breathing fire about Sibling's room....I agreed with her, not only becuase it was wise, but it was true....As frightening as it was....So, I'm not allowed home on Thursday, because she and Sibling are going to play in her room......So..It'll be a bad day....
Unfortunatly, Mother did find the shawl either.......

Quote of the Day:
Mother(About Sibling's Room): Yeah Muck 'n' Fuss, it's like Hiroshima in there!

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