no, my internet did not die
Nor did I. In all honestly, I fucking hate LJ. And DJ. And GJ. And myspace. I think I hate the net in general. I had to get online to do an assignment for Aquatic Science and I just felt so angry that I had to sit here on the computer.
I'm being kicked out of my house saturday night so that some random ass motherfucker from L.A. can stay here because, I dunno, he maybe needs a place to stay? Mom doesn't really know him. I don't know him. I don't trust the SOB and I will more than happily threaten his testicles is her touches, fucks up or jacks any of the shit in this house. So yeah. I need somewhere to stay. Somewhere that I can, prefferably, be on roxioxy, since Kyle maybesortamighthopefully give me one.
I honestly hoped that something would change. And it didn't. So fuck that shit. Fuck it up the ass. With a broken 40oz. Ohhhh, bet ya didn't see that one coming.
Fucker.
Anyway.
I have to baby sit this kid. Ummm...till like eleven. And I'm like, what the fuck? Has my mother forgotten the whole shower/read/chill/it-takes-me-an-hour-to-fall-asleep thing? Does she want me to be brain dead tomorrow? Obviously.
I just want to be irate right now. So I'll stop. And get ready to leave.
I have a 19.1 in Algebra II. Who wants to tutor me? Or just leak their mathmatical knowledge into my brain? Or do my homework for me so that I can actually make good grades? Call me and let me know.
I'm being kicked out of my house saturday night so that some random ass motherfucker from L.A. can stay here because, I dunno, he maybe needs a place to stay? Mom doesn't really know him. I don't know him. I don't trust the SOB and I will more than happily threaten his testicles is her touches, fucks up or jacks any of the shit in this house. So yeah. I need somewhere to stay. Somewhere that I can, prefferably, be on roxioxy, since Kyle maybesortamighthopefully give me one.
I honestly hoped that something would change. And it didn't. So fuck that shit. Fuck it up the ass. With a broken 40oz. Ohhhh, bet ya didn't see that one coming.
Fucker.
Anyway.
I have to baby sit this kid. Ummm...till like eleven. And I'm like, what the fuck? Has my mother forgotten the whole shower/read/chill/it-takes-me-an-hour-to-fall-asleep thing? Does she want me to be brain dead tomorrow? Obviously.
I just want to be irate right now. So I'll stop. And get ready to leave.
I have a 19.1 in Algebra II. Who wants to tutor me? Or just leak their mathmatical knowledge into my brain? Or do my homework for me so that I can actually make good grades? Call me and let me know.