We just stopped at McDonald’s for lunch. I think who ever planned for us to stop should have thought of a different McDonald’s. This McDonald’s is a truck stop and a lot of workers (road workers and such) were there for their lunch, I feel that we held them up, they were probably thinking all these fucking badass kids holding me up from my coffee. O well back on the road five hours left.
I need a job just so I can have something to occupie my time, whatever as long as I don’t have to be around my family….. actually just my sister. Bitch is seriously annoying and I hate being in a room with her. She’s like way too over emotional, it actually clashes with the personalities of the other members of our family. If my mom is mad then she’ll say I’m mad and move on with it. If my dad is upset then he’ll say something snide under his breath and move on. If I’m mad I just don’t talk, nothing at all. But when Jess is mad she has to let the whole world know it, she has to take her anger out on everyone in our home, she has to find you and have a discussion with you about how you hurt her feelings and how you made her feel (it’s always your fault too, never hers). She always likes to have these conversations when your doing something and if you don’t stop what you are doing then she starts crying and storms off because your an insensitive jerk who doesn’t care about anyone else. I have to deal with this shit about once ever two weeks. It’s very tiring and I try to avoid her. This is why I need a job, i’ll be away from her and i’ll be getting paid. I’ll basically be getting a paid vacation.
It feels super good to turn in late work. I just turned in a poetry assignment that was almost two months overdue. Now i don’t have to worry about my amazingly nice teacher asking me about it, esp. since i have no answer for her other then I’m lazy.
At times like this I really wish I had a brother instead of a sister. So tired of putting up with this emotional bullshit. I have an ass load of school work to do, stupid ass band shit every week, and random drama from dumb bitches, I’m not going to apologize for going to sleep when i get home, just because you feel like I’m ignoring you, I’m fucking tired and the world does not revolve around you. Stop being so dramatic and get over yourself.
So my computer is finally up and running. on the downside everything is gone, my pictures, my videos, and most importantly my iTunes, all gone. it’ll probably take about a month to rebuild my library, but this could kinda be a good thing too. In the process of recovering my destroyed music, I’ll hopefully discover new music. If you have any ideas then please share, i listen to pretty much anything.
Sadly I’m eighteen and don’t have a license.I have to take the bus home after school and I absolutely hate it. Wanna know the worst part I can actually drive and we have an extra car, my mom is just incredibly lazy and won’t take me to try for it, some serious bullshit
Ok so instead of getting a blackberry or a captiavate I decided to get the HTC inspire. This phone is fucking amazing. I thought I couldn’t live without my ipod, but I haven’t even touched my ipod since I got my new phone. OMG its soooo cool it’s like it’s my new best friend!!!!!!
So my birthday is going pretty well so far.The district forgave our snow days so i don’t have school today, my mom is taking me to get my new phone later (can’t decided between samsung captivate or a blackberry), My sister is even being chill ( it reminds me of her when she was 17, I liked her then), The only downside is my dad had to go to the office that’s out of town, but I’m not really worried because he should be back on Saturday unless his plane gets delayed.
So yea, I just had one of the best days ever. My concert went well and everything but that wasn’t the fun part, in fact I probably couldn’t care any less about the actual music playing part. The fun part was the bus ride. We had two buses the; first bus was for Burger King and Sub Way and the second bus was for McDonalds. For some reason I wanted Burger King. My friends and I decided to get on the first bus. In band there are many people who I don’t like, but most of them I just don’t talk to, so everythings just like whatever. But there’s one girl who I just can’t stand. I just call her cow because she’s as big as one. This girl is seriously annoying. It’s like she was born just to get on my nerves. She has this annoying way of speaking; she repeats things that have already been said, has this loud nasally voice, and says like way to many times. Her presence seriously irks my nerves. Our dislike for each other is mutual, and since she talks even more shit about me than I do her, I feel justified when I do shit talk her. Anyway, I didn’t want to ride the same bus as her because she has a habit of singing show toons, songs from cats and phantom of the opera, and random top 40 radio songs. The bus ride was an hour. I’ll be damed if I was going to put up with that annoying ass shit for an hour! So to make sure we wouldn’t get on the same bus I asked one of her friends what bus they would be riding, she told me bus two so I thought ok I’ll just ride bus one, no prob. So I get on the bus, find a seat, turn around and guess who’s there, fucking Cow! And not only her, but her fucking loud country ass friend too!God I was pissed. I leaned over to Mat, who I was sharing a seat with, and said “I’m not pitting up with bullshitery today” Mat agreed and we left. This actually benefited us because the bus ran out of seats, so our friends had to ride the other bus. The ride to and from was hilarious! We talked about everything from Jesus to blow jobs. We were extremely loud and at one point just started yelling out random sounds, I’m pretty sure the bus driver was ready to murder us by the end of the trip. I love how a potentially iffy situation turned out better then i could have imagined.
Something that really gets to me; when someone who isn’t doing anything productive with their life, gives me a complement about something that isn’t really impressive. Normally when someone gives me a complement I say thank you and move on, but when someone who is totally buming it up with their life says something to me it makes me do a double take. When you give someone a complement or an insult the, they think about what your doing with your life. If you’re doing well for yourself the complement usually means more to person, they think o wow this awesome person things I’m awesome too! When someone who isn’t doing well, you think about there life an what they are not doing. Everything you say to someone shows a reflection on you. So if you call someone a fat cow, then know people will compare you to them, so you better hope that you are looking good that day, otherwise people will just say “ this ho know she need to stop hatin”
I love how I didn’t know it was time to spring forward and over slept an hour. As important as daylight savings time or whatever is, it’s completely irrelevant to me. Unless I’m told about it I have no idea I need to change my clocks, and since no one in my house bothered to tell me, my ass was screwed Monday morning. It’s a good thing I have an eccentric English teacher who gets so wrapped up in our lessons that she sometimes forgets to take attendance.
I'm Seriously Getting Tired of My Sister's Dumb-ass Fuckery
I had just woken up and went downstairs to get something to eat. It was Saturday so it was about 10 or 11 when i woke up. I looked like shit and hadn’t even washed my face yet. I sat down and poured my cereal and milk, my mom started the coffee pot. I was in a pretty chill mood, (my mom knows not to ask me too many questions when I’ve just woken up, I’m pretty much always in zombie mode) just eating my cereal, when here comes my sister stomping down the stairs. I look up notice she has my track sweats on, yes i know this is no big deal, but those are my pants and the bitch has never participated in Irmo athletics in her life and therefore does not deserve to wear them. She then pulls out the chair that i have my feet in, looks at me says sorry and sits down. Bitch I don’t want your fucking apology, I want you to fucking move so I can put my feet back up. I’m too tired to be confrontational so i was just like whatever. After a couple of minutes i hear a knock at the door, (we don’t have a doorbell). I was instantly pissed, i really hate looking like complete shit in front of non members of my family, or not close friends. It’s her boyfriend. I don’t have a problem with him coming over or anything but seriously can i get some warning, i generally like to have a washed face and a shirt that doesn’t have pudding stains on it (you know you sleep in your shirts you wouldn’t wear in public too) when i see people. So he sits down and we all chit chat for a while. I hear the door to my parent’s room open and my dad walking down the stairs. As my dad walks down the stairs he sings “gonna get me some frosted flakes, ooooooooo boy”. I shit you not, my dad does this on the regular. My dad abruptly stops when he realizes someone is at the table. He and Cal, Jess’s BO, exchange greetings and he goes back upstairs. My dad , like myself, doesn’t like to be seen when he is not presentable. We chit chatted some more and somehow the subject of my birthday came up. I said, ” o yeah, my birthday is coming up, so happy gonna get that blackberry”. This bitch, my sister then said “wait, she’s getting the up grade, what about me”. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!! Bitch you have an IPhone! Seriously let me have this. my birthday is in 4 days and this bitch,who ruins my fucking birthday every year, can’t let me have the only thing i want, the only thing I’m asking my parents to get me. I know one thing, if i don’t get my fucking blackberry shit’s gonna go down!
Stretching in a classroom is really awkward because there’s always that one person who you notice looking at you. Every Time I get out of my desk I pretty much have to stretch. Stretching wakes you up, makes your blood flow, and feels great. Everyone pretty much does it, sometimes without realizing it. Every time i Stretch it’s really noticeable because i have long arms. I lift my arms up high and let out a really big yawn, I turn my head and notice someone staring at me, of course I was really creeped out. Stretching really isn’t something interesting to look at, in fact sometimes it can be really gross. A lot of times when someone stretches their shirt comes up. this isn’t a bad thing if you have a flat stomach or a six pack(esp. not bad if you have a six pack),or even if you have a little (key word little) flab, but if you’re fat, please don’t try it.
Ronnie’s fucking ass is dumb and he needs to get over himself because he is not the hot shit he thinks he is. All the crying and bitching is pathetic and gross, he needs to keep his roid rage under control, no man that buff should be crying like a little bitch talking about how his feelings are hurt every episode, it’s so unattractive.
“Cage the Elephant” is the shit, their sound is edgy and aggressive, but easy to listen to. Honestly there’s a lot a shit talking going on in this album, but who doesn’t enjoy a good shit talking; there’s nothing like downing that bitch you hate but have to deal with everyday. I suggest track 9. “Back Stabbing Betty”, any song that talks about a woman calling her bo (that’s not a country song) a “no good lazy mother fucker”,(he call her a cold bitch later) I’ll probably listen to. Over all it’s a great album, you should get it.
Concert today, not the fun kind, my lame school band kind
I have a concert today at 2. I am not looking forward to it at all. First off, why is it at 2? I feel like that is cutting into my Saturday time( friends, shopping, sleeping, not school stuff) another thing why is it on a Saturday our concerts are usually on a Thursday or Friday, and I really don’t want to see most of these people during my free time esp. since I don’t even like most of them. Thank God Tori and Mat are going to be there, they’re two of the few sane people in that band.
For PT in ROTC we played OUT dogeball! It was amazingly fun and also a great way to excersize. It started out slow and took a while for people to get out, but once they did, the game got going! We have some pretty extreme cadets in ROTC. People were going crazy, even doing flips, it was intense. I actually did pretty well, I dogged a few potential head shots. All this running around made me pretty tired so I stood behind this large boy for a moment. I just caught my breath and turned to move when BAM! Right in the face. I was hit and hit hard. The entire left side of my face stung. I couldn’t open my eye. The kid who threw the ball came up and apologized numerous times, I told him I was fine but he kept apologizing. My eye was extremely red, one girl told me I looked really high hahahah, I really looked awful. O well that’s why it’s called dodgeball and not stand still and let the ball hit you ball.
So once again I have to put up with this fat bitch. There aren’t that many people that I don’t like, but the people who I don’t like, I really don’t like.
So here’s how the story goes
I walk into the band room and go to my usual seat, I noticed there was an extra row to our seating arrangement. My band director walked pass and said you and Mat sit there on the front now. I didn’t see where he pointed and didn’t want to ask him because he gives unnecessary long winded answers. Mat and I decided to wait until everyone sat down and then find seats. After everyone sat down our teacher noticed we were standing so he then pointed out our new seats. He said your new seat is there right next to *cow. I immediately thought ugh I don’t want to sit by her (we hate each other, I dislike her more but am more mature about it). I asked Mat if we could switch seats to avoid confrontation. Mat being the wonderful friend that he is agreed. When I sat down I noticed Cow and *Rectangle traded seats too. This didn’t bother me, I thought good I don’t have to smell her now (she usually smells like a field of onions). Class went by smoothly and I played my music pretty well. I was in a pretty chipper mood when the bell rang. I began walking to my next class with Mat and Ken. I said to them, “ wow class went pretty well today, I thought there would be a problem with cow”. That’s when Ken told me that Cow actually tried to start some drama ( Ken is a majorly trustworthy girl, this chick will seriously have your back). She told this *tacky girl that she “hates me and I am the biggest bitch in the world”. Honestly these words aren’t anything that would hurt my feelings even remotely. I actually find it amusing that someone who is fat, unattractive, has B.O., and is generally and unpleasant person to be around would talk about someone else when there are so many things wrong with her. I think she just wanted someone to hate on to make herself feel better about her overall unattractiveness. Regardless of her reason I think she is petty, immature, and probably afraid of me, I think that’s why she had to call me a bitch and talk about how much she hates me behind my back and not to my face.
So I woke this morning feeling awful, not sick but just… bad. Anyway i stayed home all day and slept. It was MARVELOUS! It’s now almost 10 p.m. and i am just waking up. I feel so relaxed and at ease. Everyone should have a sleep-all-day day. I’m probably going to be nice to people at school tomorrow too, and in high school that takes major effort.
OK so my 18th birthday is coming up. normal people would be happy but i really don’t want to get my hopes up for two reasons; 1. My older sister finds some way to ruin them every year (consistently since i turned eight) and 2. I don’t think I’m going to get the gift i want, a Black Berry. My older sister finds some way to shift the attention from me to her every year, my eight birthday she cried while my grandmother gave me my gift, which made everyone pay attention to her and forget about me, i actually went up stairs to our room until everyone left. the next couple of birthdays weren’t a big deal , she just did things such as opening my gifts saying she felt left out, and getting sick when it was time to sing happy birthday to me. Since I’m a very passive person i let this stuff go (letting go doesn’t mean you forget what happened), but last year, my 17th birthday just took the cake, literally! Mother was so angry she forgot to get me a cake! My mother took me shopping for my birthday, Jess decided to tag along. They got into a fight, i don’t even remember what it was about, anyway she was dramatic and started crying and went to another store in the mall. I didn’t mind this because i like shopping with my mother, she’s a very quirky lady. After some cool down time we met up and then went to a store called Blooms(it was super cute), i decided to get some clothes for spring since my birthday is in march and the weather was nice. well Jess decides she wants clothes too. Mother sent me to the dressing rooms. Jess followed with arms filled with clothes. I thought this was a bit rude, she had more clothes than I, but i didn’t say anything. Everything was going well, my mother liked the dresses i tried on and planed to buy most of them and even a few of Jess’s. I finished with the clothes i had, but Jess didn’t. she came out with an off the shoulder shirt that showed her BRAND NEW TATTOO!!!! Mother flipped her shit. we left the mall and they fought all the way home, i went to my room and my birthday ended at 6p.m.
2. So the only thing I want for my birthday is a Black Berry. My parents both have super cool android fully touch screen phones and my sister has an IPhone. I have a Samsung Solstice. around my birthday there is an up grade available, but i don’t think I’ll get it because my sister broke her IPhone. She’ll probably take my up grade even though there’s another one two month later.
So yea not trying to get my hopes up, in fact i haven’t personally celebrated my birthday in 4 years, in fact the last 2 years i forgot about it, in fact if it wasn’t for my mom i probably wouldn’t have done anything. ThG for MOM