You gave me hyacinths first a year ago. They called me the hyacinth girl.

UUUUUGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH. SO HELP ME GOD, should it come to it that i have to share a room with a girl at school, MARK MY MOTHERFUCKING WORDS, if she uses my things, ESPECIALLY MY SOAP/LOTION/BATH ACCOUTREMENTS, i will light her fucking hair on fire. while she's drunk. so she can't do a damn thing about it.

seriously. i have slapped and kicked and punched my sister about this for years and she still does it. fuck her.

i use shampoo and body wash. i use one at a time. i have a bottle of shampoo and a bottle of body wash in the bath tub. when one runs out, i get a new one. they should both last me a fairly long time. but i've had the body wash for only about a month, and it's dented in (didn't do it) and nearly gone. that's absurd. kirsti has fuckloads of lotion and body wash and shit EVERYWHERE.

i really hope i get a single room. i'm hell to live with if you make it that way. AGH.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
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