depressed, in a bad moode and sleepy.

i'm sick.
but not sick enough to stay home, oh, no...
i cough and cough until i feel like i'm going to barf, but i don't, because i'm only coughing...
i'm also teething- that is, my 12 year old molars? well, they may be almost 4 years late, but here they come. joy.
not to mention my bunion's been acting up( just in time for P.E, witch i have first period.) 'nough said
but that isn't all. my legs ache, and above all, i'm just so tiered!
i get up before the flippin crack of dawn for seminary, and its so foggy out, i can hardly see to bike down the hill.
and i'm a deep sleeper, so it takes hours to fall asleep.
the coughing doesn't help.
and we can't fdor get the spawn-of-Satan cats.
its not the cats that wake me, not usually. its tcm.
i have absolutely zero qualm about telling it like it is, even if it puts dearest tcm in a bad light. as i recall, i'm 'the evil clone' according to him, so i have every damn right.

every hour about, he slams open is stupid door, which leads into-you guessed it, my room. even though his new flippin from is ready!
and it crashes with a 'bang' and a creak into my wall, and what ever happens to be there. then he proceeds to yell at the cats, and at me, for not dealing with the cats!
well, pardon me, but i WAS SOUND ASLEEP AND DIDN'T HEAR THE DARN CATS UNTIL YOU SLAMMED YOUR FREAKING DOOR INTO MY WALL!
then it takes about 30 minutes to fall asleep. 30 more minutes later, SLAM< BAM< SCREAM

i'm so sick and tired of it. >:(
but nothing ever gets done!
i'm going to be late to PE, so i'll go now
anyway, more later