living on the 13th floor is good luck?
(taken from my xanga, deal with it)
monday was the hardest i've ever cried in a long time, and yeah yeah call me emo all you want. so everyday, for the past few months, i let my mom play diamond mine on yahoo games and yesterday she tells me she doesn't know how to play. knowing me, i get extremely mad at this, yell and say "what the hell, you've been playing for months and you don't know?!" and there's this bonus stick where you have to get to the end of the bar to get extra points, she doesn't know how to. i'm still mad and when her game is over, i take back my computer and she fucking explodes. she's yelling at me, so to block the sound out, i click on winamp and listen to fob. she tells me to take the headphones off and close the computer. for about fifteen minutes i don't listen. she gets even angrier, takes the headphones off my ears, which makes the jack from the speaker fall out. music's still playing. she has her finger in my face, what the fuck. so i close it and she tells me, "you're grounded."
she tells me all about how i have an unhealthy routine of what i'm doing for summer and she "doesn't care that it's summer" that i should sleep early, not at one or two. i get fed up with this, i yell back. she says, "i don't care whatever you say, but you're not gonna go to any more concerts." i'm just like fucking bawling and screaming, "i'm going on saturday and i don't care. i don't freaking care what you freaking say, i'm going." and she keeps saying, "no you're not." and then the words come out, "I DON'T CARE I'M GOING; you ruined my life." over a fucking game. my brother screams at me "to shut up" (whatever he should mind his own damn business) it's getting loud and my dad wakes up & asks what all the commotion is about..no response and i just tell her, "all of this cause of a stupid game." and she tells me no, it's more than that. and im like, "what about alex?! HUH, he spends all day on the computer and he doesn't get yelled at!!!" and she's just like defending herself saying, "oh i don't favor kids, i hold you both EQUALLY in my heart. and i talked with him already, but he knows how to control it." this made me wish i was eight again. everything that she said. and there was a whole lot more, and i felt so bad because i made her cry, and i hate when she does cause i couldn't do anything about it or i chose not to. she told me i had to make a schedule about the things i did each day for summer (ugh i just did, i gave it to her) like chores, guitar, tv time & computer time. then the big thing hit me, she asked about my grades and where the hell my report card was. i didn't give it to her...i don't want to go any further, i feel like i'm giving so much information out.. i just wanted to call someone, anyone and just let it all out.
anyhow, i'm gonna be on imx / daily download again with tbs, august 11th, that's right. haha, from kelly sue (payphone35cents), i found out that the band, guttermouth got kicked off the warped tour for making fun of one of the guys in mcr (i don't know which one, probably gerard) cause he had eyeliner on. fucking hilarious, but seriously sad.
monday was the hardest i've ever cried in a long time, and yeah yeah call me emo all you want. so everyday, for the past few months, i let my mom play diamond mine on yahoo games and yesterday she tells me she doesn't know how to play. knowing me, i get extremely mad at this, yell and say "what the hell, you've been playing for months and you don't know?!" and there's this bonus stick where you have to get to the end of the bar to get extra points, she doesn't know how to. i'm still mad and when her game is over, i take back my computer and she fucking explodes. she's yelling at me, so to block the sound out, i click on winamp and listen to fob. she tells me to take the headphones off and close the computer. for about fifteen minutes i don't listen. she gets even angrier, takes the headphones off my ears, which makes the jack from the speaker fall out. music's still playing. she has her finger in my face, what the fuck. so i close it and she tells me, "you're grounded."
she tells me all about how i have an unhealthy routine of what i'm doing for summer and she "doesn't care that it's summer" that i should sleep early, not at one or two. i get fed up with this, i yell back. she says, "i don't care whatever you say, but you're not gonna go to any more concerts." i'm just like fucking bawling and screaming, "i'm going on saturday and i don't care. i don't freaking care what you freaking say, i'm going." and she keeps saying, "no you're not." and then the words come out, "I DON'T CARE I'M GOING; you ruined my life." over a fucking game. my brother screams at me "to shut up" (whatever he should mind his own damn business) it's getting loud and my dad wakes up & asks what all the commotion is about..no response and i just tell her, "all of this cause of a stupid game." and she tells me no, it's more than that. and im like, "what about alex?! HUH, he spends all day on the computer and he doesn't get yelled at!!!" and she's just like defending herself saying, "oh i don't favor kids, i hold you both EQUALLY in my heart. and i talked with him already, but he knows how to control it." this made me wish i was eight again. everything that she said. and there was a whole lot more, and i felt so bad because i made her cry, and i hate when she does cause i couldn't do anything about it or i chose not to. she told me i had to make a schedule about the things i did each day for summer (ugh i just did, i gave it to her) like chores, guitar, tv time & computer time. then the big thing hit me, she asked about my grades and where the hell my report card was. i didn't give it to her...i don't want to go any further, i feel like i'm giving so much information out.. i just wanted to call someone, anyone and just let it all out.
anyhow, i'm gonna be on imx / daily download again with tbs, august 11th, that's right. haha, from kelly sue (payphone35cents), i found out that the band, guttermouth got kicked off the warped tour for making fun of one of the guys in mcr (i don't know which one, probably gerard) cause he had eyeliner on. fucking hilarious, but seriously sad.