I love my mom. I really do. She is great but sometimes, and by sometimes, I mean a lot, she just frustrates me. She has only been home for a few hours and has been complaining non-stop. It just makes me wonder how she ever enjoys herself when all she does is complain.
Tonight, my sister had a concert and it was ok. I think that they may have been good except for the fact that I could not hear them at all. They were all so quiet and not really together either. But it was very nice to see my old choirmaster.
Love ya,
Christina
Chiplote Burritos: 0
Books read: 0
Nail Polish: none still fake nails
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