Ahh fuck.

I didn't want to complain anymore, but what the hell. I'm annoyed. My brother planned this Ace Water Spa day for this morning. I didn't even know it was a 'big' thing or whatever so I didn't really think about it. I slept in a little late last night (around 4 am) because I was writing resolutions and reminiscing about 2011. When this morning came (around 9 am) my dad was waking everyone up telling us to get dressed etc, etc. No one was getting up. Then he started asking, "Are you coming?" I woke up a little bit just enough to say no and went back to sleep. Next thing you know he's trying to drag me out of bed telling me to get dressed.

Now, here's what I'm annoyed at. 1) You don't ask people something and assume the answer. He asked if I was coming and I said no. Case closed. Don't tell me otherwise. 'Cause then, what's the point of asking?! and 2) I'm not a morning person. EVERYONE KNOWS THAT. I don't like getting up and being rushed in the morning unless I really really need to. I'm particular about how I shower and what I wear. You can't expect me to shower 5 minutes and wear whatever just because you're rushing to go out. If you want to go out, go the fuck out. I want to sleep in so leave me alone. And what's super annoying was 3) On their way out I could hear them saying shit about me. Like how I was so corny and that I never go out with my family etc, etc. First of all, I'm really not in the mood to swim, okay. And second, i've been home a lot and it's not like they're eager to bond with me. So what the fuck is all this crap about how we never hang out or whatever? I'm always home. They're always out. If you want to hang out, then stay the fuck at home and talk to me. I don't understand why we have to go out.

Anyway, I'm going back to sleep. This just totally ruined my morning.

Today's Complaint: Waking up early.

I. Am. Not. A. Morning. Person.

Don't get me wrong, I love breakfast and sunrises, but a big reason why I love those is probably because I don't get to experience them that much. & I'd like to keep it that way, thankyouverymuch.

Anyway, the reason why I'm ranting is because I have a morning class. And I always miss it because I never wake up. --Like seriously, I've missed 1 and a half quizzes (half because I was late and I was only able to answer the last two numbers) and my midterms. Luckily, I was able to obtain a medical certificate from my uncle. Apparently, I had diarrhea that day. (My brother was the one that thought of the excuse) So, every Monday and Thursday, I literally have to drag myself out of bed just to get to my first class. And I hate it.

P.S. This post has no point whatsoever, so don't try looking for one. If you look up, you'll see it says "People complain that I complain too much" and not "People complain that I complain too much, but I'm really trying to be a better person by making a blog as an outlet for my complaints" NO. None of that shizzz. In fact, I like complaining. It's a big part of who I am. So fuck off. TY.