Whelp, I fucked up. My brother (he's 6) and I were playing with his nerf guns and his swords, which he has a lot of, and he jumped up really unexpectedly and he ran into the plastic sword I was holding. As a result, his mouth ran into it and knocked out his front two teeth. Now, they were already very loose, so I didn't think it was a big deal, but when he went to show my mom, all hell broke loose.
I went into the kitchen after him to make sure he was ok and all I know was that she started screaming and carrying on like a crazy woman, so I retreated to my room. My sister just left, actually. Alan's doing fine and the teeth are sitting on the kitchen counter, waiting for the tooth fairy to come tonight. At least he's ok.
Listen, yes ok, Alan and I were playing around, yes, and maybe it shouldn't have been as rough, yes, but mom completely lost her shit over it and I'm so over her doing that all the damn time. Ok, anyway
Did I mention I'm going to a concert tomorrow? Yeah, Panic! at the Disco, one of my all time favorite bands, is playing at the LC Pavillion tomorrow night. If anyone's going, let me know! I'd love to meet some new people there.
Remember that huge Maths exam I was doing earlier? The one that counted for almost 10% of my grade. Well, my shitty internet connection buzzed out for a little while and the test automatically submitted. I got like a fucking five on it. I messaged my teacher explaining the situation, but I haven't heard back from her. This test has to be done by four tomorrow and I have a concert and my friend is staying with me for it and I don't have the motherfucking time for the shitty ass exam. Yeah, sorry, I'm kinda pissed
Well, I think that covers it right now. I will talk to you lovelies later. xx
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