My parents almost not let me stay at my friends house last night because my room wasn't clean. This has not been the first of these threats, trust me. But, I would just like to point out that Molly's room is just as messy as mine! I have no idea why I am the one that gets picked on, like why do they even have to come into my room while I'm not here. I guess its because Molly is going off to college? Well, I am going off to high school so suck on that. It's not even that big of a mess, I promise. Just clothes, that's the majority of it! I'm gonna have to put a lock on my door, and keep it closed from now on.
Another thing, I have lived in this house for 7 years now. For most of those 7 years, I shared the big room with my sister. I have been using the bathroom in the room for 7 years too. Recently, my brothers and I switched rooms, so Maureen moved into Alex's old room. I moved into Jack and Patrick's old room. This means that I no longer have to use the bathroom that is in that room. However, the 7 years I have lived in that room and used the bathroom and taken showers in there, the water pressure has SUCKED. I just suck it up though and mention it occasionally to my father. Oh, but when Jack moves into the room and asks for the water pressure to be fixed, a month or so later my dad gets a new shower head and installs it. BAM! Shower is good now. Jack has lived in that room for a month, give or take, and I lived in it for 7 years. Interesting, isn't it? I wonder who's the favored one in that relationship.
Epilogue: In finding out that Jack got a new shower head, I wanted one too. I took the one that has been under my parents sink for quite some time now. I think its better than Jack's. All is well that ends well.
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