Stop moving into my house!

For lack of an update, I'll try to make this one a good one...


Since Thursday, we've had 2-3 strangers coming in to remodel our house. Another remodeling done in our home. We're getting wood floors and nice tiles in the kitchen. I was not notified of this crazy house makeover until i noticed that the glass kitchen table was missing on Wednesday. Big change since this is where I put my books and backpack and Mr. Puddles and my cellphone in the morning so I can grab some unhealthy yummy looking Poptart. Then everything from the TV room was moved to the living room. Big mess. Then before I knew it, I was blocked from my beloved fridge. Yesterday morning, I survived by eating numerous Halloween bars and Hot Cheetos that I once stacked in my room oh-so-very-long-ago for breakfast, snack time, and lunch. Luckily someone remembered me and brought me home some Mc Donald's to eat. Oh how we're such dependers on that place. Anyways, the people that are here working on my house leave signs everywhere saying, "Do not walk on here." That has left me secluded and dehydrated in my room. If it wasn't because K and I needed to buy a birthday gift for a mutual friend, she wouldn't have came over to celebrate my lonliness and hungriness with me. Luckily, she brought over some spaghetti, crunch mango, and four cookies. Last night, I had spaghetti and mangos for dinner and a 1/2 a bottle of water to drink. This morning, I have cookies to eat, no water left. For lunch, I think I might be back to hot cheetos or else I might faint by then.