I should be happy the season finale of The Walking Dead is on. But noooo.......
My sister is coming back from her New York trip. She's her now but I'm still disgruntled. They had to stop The Walking Dead twenty minutes in to go get her from the school where the bus dropped her off. So that was fine cause I was still gonna watch it with them when they came back. What annoyed me was that they came TEN minutes later than they were supposed to and told me that it was now to late for me to watch it. But it's the freakin SEASON FINALE, which in The Walking Dead means people are gonna die. You are supposed to watch it the night it airs, live and not freakin a recording the day after. IT'S NOT THE EFFING SAME! And they should get that because they are big fans too, well not obsessive like I am but still fans. Then they have the TV up loud so I'm hearing all that's going on. They would hate me if I did that to them. I'm going to go close my door so I don't have to hear that. And I also have to avoid spoilers tomorrow at school about it and pray to god I don't have homework so I can watch it tomorrow after school. I FREAKING HATE LIFE RIGHT NOW! So yeah long story short I'm wishing death upon any spoilers and my parents right now. I'm freakin ticked! Now I'm laying in my bed with my arms crossed, glaring at a wall. And wanting to squash peoples heads with Neegan's bat.