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Well. Today was crap. Had Maths - did nothing! Then
Art - again nothing! Morning Tea - can't remember! Marine Studies
- carried boats and bottles - cleaning up after camp! Lunch - got
pissed off with Jason, cuz I was really sick and ...! Then English - I
was so fucked up that I didn't really notice what was going on.
It was a bit of a blur.
Mum picked us (sister and I) up and went to Station Square. Got a tax pack and cardboard. Came home. Ate. Bummed on the lounge and slept till 6pm. Dad came home. Got the shits. Came to my room. Filled out Tax stuff. Asked mum how to do it. She cracked up. "Why should I help you, you never help me" etc etc. The stupid bitch mother-daughter shit. I cracked right up. Went to my room. Threw everything that I could get my hands on. Punched the wall a few times (my knuckes hurt). Came back out to find my papers. They weren't there. I yelled at them "give me my fucking papers back" they said no. I got the shits real bad. I don't even remember what I did besides throw an apple at the door. Went to room once again. Started punching the wall again. Played music as loud as possible. Got told to turn it down like 20 times. I told them to go fuck themselves and that I hated them all. Blah Blah Blah...I don't remember.
Then came on here. So that was my day. I hope everyone else had a better one!
Fuck I am so pissed off. I haven't even asked dad whether I can go out tomorrow night, cuz I know what the answer is going to be anyway cuz he is the biggest bastard (well just very protective of me - lately). He hates me going out. He hates me drinking with others instead of him. He hates me smoking (he has to live with that). Which reminds me. I had a drag yesterday afternoon and couldn't stop throwing up. So I don't think I will be having another one anytime soon. Thats probably why I am so sick now. Man, I so want to go out tomorrow night. Oh well, it will have to be next weekend that I get fucked (by alcohol) and everyone is coming with me !! Right guys??
Yes well as I said, I would post some pictures of my cousins. Tara (3 and a half years) Slade (2 in September)
Taken about March
April 2005
Taken about March/April 2005
This was taken last Xmas (2005)
Mum picked us (sister and I) up and went to Station Square. Got a tax pack and cardboard. Came home. Ate. Bummed on the lounge and slept till 6pm. Dad came home. Got the shits. Came to my room. Filled out Tax stuff. Asked mum how to do it. She cracked up. "Why should I help you, you never help me" etc etc. The stupid bitch mother-daughter shit. I cracked right up. Went to my room. Threw everything that I could get my hands on. Punched the wall a few times (my knuckes hurt). Came back out to find my papers. They weren't there. I yelled at them "give me my fucking papers back" they said no. I got the shits real bad. I don't even remember what I did besides throw an apple at the door. Went to room once again. Started punching the wall again. Played music as loud as possible. Got told to turn it down like 20 times. I told them to go fuck themselves and that I hated them all. Blah Blah Blah...I don't remember.
Then came on here. So that was my day. I hope everyone else had a better one!
Fuck I am so pissed off. I haven't even asked dad whether I can go out tomorrow night, cuz I know what the answer is going to be anyway cuz he is the biggest bastard (well just very protective of me - lately). He hates me going out. He hates me drinking with others instead of him. He hates me smoking (he has to live with that). Which reminds me. I had a drag yesterday afternoon and couldn't stop throwing up. So I don't think I will be having another one anytime soon. Thats probably why I am so sick now. Man, I so want to go out tomorrow night. Oh well, it will have to be next weekend that I get fucked (by alcohol) and everyone is coming with me !! Right guys??
Yes well as I said, I would post some pictures of my cousins. Tara (3 and a half years) Slade (2 in September)
Taken about March
April 2005
Taken about March/April 2005
This was taken last Xmas (2005)