Six Degrees of Aggravation

Everything is so messed up now ;(
Where's everybody when I need them,

The Puppet

Just because Im handling all the stuff doesnt mean u can take me for granted okayy.
All you people need is spare me 5 cents to send me a message telling me you cant make it.
How the heck did this happen to me twice this week?

First scenario;
If you guys cant make it for tuition, tell me a few days earlier. Why do I have to find out from everybody else? Do you know how embarassing it is to ask the teacher to change the scheduele over and over again? And I am the one that has to text everybody thhe date has to be changed again, and again n again. Make up ur mind. It affects me u know. Dont take me for granted.

Second scenario;
I understand you're the sir but it takes one sms away to tell me that class cant be done at school. Pity the others that came waiting at school. I had to teach them and I pray they didnt suffer of boredom. How come u off ur phone when i misclled u like 16billion times? Please, you have to say sorry to all those that came, and me. Dont take me for granted.

Because Im tired of working my ass off trying to satisfy everybody's need. Im tired of doing this alone. Im tired of complaining to myself. And I'm tired of everybody saying sorry and forget it ever happened. I AM TIRED.
Just take a moment to care for me, please.,

Mumble The Jumbles

When the letters are rearranged

DORMITORY:
DIRTY ROOM

PRESBYTERIAN:
BEST IN PRAYER

ASTRONOMER:
MOON STARER

DESPERATION:
A ROPE ENDS IT

THE EYES:
THEY SEE

GEORGE BUSH:
HE BUGS GORE

THE MORSE CODE:
HERE COME DOTS

SLOT MACHINES:
CASH LOST IN ME

ANIMOSITY:
IS NO AMITY

ELECTION RESULTS:
LIES - LET'S RECOUNT

SNOOZE ALARMS:
ALAS! NO MORE Z 'S

A DECIMAL POINT:
IM A DOT IN PLACE

THE EARTHQUAKES:
THAT QUEER SHAKE

ELEVEN PLUS TWO:
TWELVE PLUS ONE

AND FOR THE GRAND FINALE -

MOTHER-IN-LAW:
WOMAN HITLER

Forwarded in an email from keisha,TQ.