So my mom didnt pay the internet bill but I'm still online lol I think thats weird but it wont let me into my yahoo account. Shit so it deleted eveything from my briefcase. ARGGHHH!!! I had important things in there fuckin shit.
I asked my mom if I could go to marcos' party and she was all like why do you need to go you went out today and the day before...the day before I had gone NOWHERE I was watching Lost's first episode I remember. i only went to pick up my diploma during the day, in the morning. What kind of shit is that??? And she just came from church. Church doesnt do any good to her. she was just fine when she left home. sometimes i think that she has gone crazy. and then she's all like "why dont you do something around the house?" and I'm like do I even get out of my room? NO! I cant make a mess if I'm ONLY in my room. I use the same damn waterbottle everyday. and i probably use ONE plate a day. she needs to buy disposables. She's all complaining that I'm ALWAYS in my room. Well, yeah I have a fuckin reason. Shes always bitching to me about some stupid shit that doesnt matter at all. Then i go get the invite list andask her which ones are getting mailed and she points to a list of addresses. And I was like I know, but are they only these? and then she's like only these? Dont you see that they are many...And I'm like ARGGGHHH!! I CAN SEE THAT SOMEBODY IS BEING A SMARTASS. THIS IS WHY I DONT SPEND TIME OUT HERE! THANK GOD I'M LEAVING! And I storm off.
minutes later...
I'm back from getting water for my mom...hummm i cut myself and my back hurts now. Just great huh? I'm majorly pissed. She's the one that leaves the house EVERYDAY and probably passes up a MILLION water places, but no she wants ME to go when i DONT get out of the house, i rarely smell fresh air in the summer haha. but yeah my cut hurts, it took off a chunk of my skin.
But anyways I had fun today. A bunch of us went bowling at Jillians. And then we went to Wings n more and BCW is WAYYYY better. We had a hottie waited named Carlos. he didnt seem like he was Mexican he had the cuttest dimples. And when we walked in supposedly some guys were calling my name...I recognized none. I didnt turn around I didnt hear anything, but when we sat in the booth that table was all looking at me. i didnt know who they were. I wonder who it was. Hopefully nobody that I ever went out with before. that would have been akward. Now I'm all wondering who that was. I'm skurred hahaha
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