  mark needs to get the hell out of my house. he needs to stop bugging me and hurting me to the point where i get bruises. so WHAT if i don't want to play a game with him and my sister? i walk in the house after 5 hours with 6 kids under the age of 7 and there he is, ready to bug me.
and then after the hundredth time i tell him i dont want to play, he goes on to try and make me feel guilty about "not making time to spend with him. " its not like we're best friends. he's best friends with my sister, and he came here to see him. i'm tired of him getting on my nerves... i was seriously in an ok mood. my sister's leaving tomorrow, so i'll have a nice morning/afternoon semi to myself. i was tired when i got home, but nothing horrible had happened today. he seriously needs to get out of my life.
i dont need this shit in my life, especially right now. and i know i'm mad/upset/frustrated a lot when i cus because i normally hate it and dont do it. maybe i'll write more later, but for now i need to write yvonne an email because her blog was not happy at all and i want her to know i'm thinking about her and praying for her 
