Just took Rufuss (my littlest bro) bike riding and he started riding up the last hill and started crying so I'm just like, 'Whats wrong?' and he goes, 'I'm exhausted.'
And so I get him up the top of the hill and mum and dad come out and see him crying and go 'What did you do to him? Rararar. You're a bad sister. RARARAR!'
WTF? Do you know how much I just wanted to go on a bike ride by myself? How much I didn't want to babysit my bro? So I did them a favour, and took Rufuss with me and what do I get in return? Because the hill (which they asked me to take him down and up) was too big for Rufuss, I get ,y head bitten off. Because he didn't have enough stamina. And may I ask, how is this my fault?!
Theres gratitude for ya
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And stuff like that is WHY I was SOOOOOOO excited to have almost the WHOLE Easter weekend (ALL 4 DAYS) away from family.
So awesome.
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