[sulk, sulk, whine, whine]

My cousins are coming over today. We don't see them very often because they live in Wichita, KS. When we do see them, it's always on Thanksgiving, when my family goes to visit. Them coming to see us, for a change, has sparkeda sudden interest in cleaning our house. Last night, I cleaned my room. It was a big task.

Thing is, I love my cousins and all, but I don't see the need to be with them every second they are in town. This visit is really cramping my life. What if I had wanted to go out, to the movies with my friends or something?

Doesn't matter. I'm just finding something to complain about. All the cleaning I did today, and then my big lunch (mom brought us Taco Bell) made me super tired. Add it to the fact that I had done all this planning because Angela was going to come over this afternoon because she got home yesterday. I was going to give her the birthday present that wouldn't fit in my luggage when I went to visit her last month and she was going to bring me HighSchool Musical and my earrings that I left. Then Celia was going to come over to spend the night and that's always a lot of fun and I look forward to it every few weeks or whenever we do it, but those girls both cancelled on me at practically the last moment, so all I have to look forward to now is my aunt trying to catch up with me about my school life and watching movies I've seen a thousand times with her 10- and 8-year-old daughters. Yippee.

Shut up, Michelle, no one cares about your "problems," so get over it.

P.S. Please notice the completely sarcastic happy colors of this post.