I forget A LOT of stuff.

Like this thang I be doing here.

I like blogging, but I just happen to forget these days. It's like I am posting every alternate days. 

I didn't do much today. We had gone to a mall around 4:30 PM, and I was just sitting in Borders. Their Borders is shit though. It's crappy small. 

I just read the first few pages of Tommy Sullivan is a freak, expecting that my grandmother will buy the book for me. But my mother didn't let her. Buzzkill.

I am also crazy about the Boogie Board. THE Boogie Board. NOT Boogie Board-ING.

It's kind of an electronic pad, where you can write or something. I dunno. Research it.

I had some Baskin Robbins today. That was good. My parents hardly buy that. The last time I had it was last July when I was staying at Reem's house. Those be good times.

I am getting TOO moody these days. It's sickening. I don't know how my family hasn't beaten the hell outta me. I deserve it for being a dick.

Today, when my mom told me that everyone's going to the mall, she asked me whether I wanted to come, or whether I'd stay at my aunt's house. I said I'd go to my aunt's, and then I packed up to leave, when I told my mom that I am coming to the mall with her. Then my granny was like, "That's good. You're coming out with us." And for some reason, I said, "Hmm, no. I'm staying at my aunts'." I left, and then I went back home to tell my mom to get some birthday cards. Then I left again, and walked around here and there, still deciding whether I leave or not. Then I went back home AGAIN and told my mom that I was coming to the mall with them. I'm sure this whole thing pissed them off.

I'm a douchebag. I'm the worst daughter/sister/friend/granddaughter/relative EVER. I need to see a psychiatrist or something.

We went to mall, my family did some shopping, and at night, we went to eat at the Chicken Tikka Inn. That was tasty.

And that was today. I didn't do much. I just fought with my computer since it ALWAYS overheated when I put in The Sims. Stupid fans. They don't even work. I even got a cut on my finger. I was literally fighting with it. I was this close to throwing it on the floor. I was pretty angry today. I keep expecting that the computer is gonna work, when it doesn't. And that enrages me. I haven't even played Showtime and Late Night since I got it. And that pisses me off. I just want something to make it work.

Well, I'll go. It's late or something. BYE!

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.