Gnarl, slash, kill.
So uh...Matt's alarm goes off at 5.....so I tell him.."Wake me up, 10 minutes before you guys leave," and he tells me, "Okay." What happens? I'm woken up at 6:45 by my neighbor banging on my window so he can buy five..FIVE Xanax off of me...and my boyfriend has already left. So after slamming my toe into the computer chair..and trying to do a deal with only a very large blanket on...my neighbor says.."Well, you and Matt went all the way to Lacombe just to bring me CD's, I'll bring you to Waggaman because I'm going to the West Bank in 20 minutes."..so I call Matt and he tells me.."If you wanted to go to Kitty's, you should have gotten up when I did."
Okay I'm going to stab him in the face..
Then my mom tells me the REAL reason, and it's because neither one of them thought I had the time to go over there and hang out with her..and still get all this stuff done so we can leave tonight for Alabama...
So I figure...WTF IS GOING ON?! I've already washed all my clothes and shit..oh but no..it's not that...
I find out it's because today..my mom decided that it should be me and Matt's job to get the oil changed in the car, find Dal's records, board the dogs, wash her clothes, get my sister to an orthidonist appiontment, get her to clean her mutha fuckin clothes..and clean up a bit..
Okay so...someone should have told me the FIRST time I asked..instead of finding nice ways around saying.."No I need you to do all the shit I didn't get to because I'm a slacker."
Thanks mom...now I'm up at 7:25...and now I don't get to see Kitty before she goes to Boston...and now I have no time to do my own last prepreations for the trip because everyone has piled the extra they don't have time to do on top of me. Ghey.
GAY!@!#!
GAY#$@!$
GAY%#@$@
Okay I'm going to stab him in the face..
Then my mom tells me the REAL reason, and it's because neither one of them thought I had the time to go over there and hang out with her..and still get all this stuff done so we can leave tonight for Alabama...
So I figure...WTF IS GOING ON?! I've already washed all my clothes and shit..oh but no..it's not that...
I find out it's because today..my mom decided that it should be me and Matt's job to get the oil changed in the car, find Dal's records, board the dogs, wash her clothes, get my sister to an orthidonist appiontment, get her to clean her mutha fuckin clothes..and clean up a bit..
Okay so...someone should have told me the FIRST time I asked..instead of finding nice ways around saying.."No I need you to do all the shit I didn't get to because I'm a slacker."
Thanks mom...now I'm up at 7:25...and now I don't get to see Kitty before she goes to Boston...and now I have no time to do my own last prepreations for the trip because everyone has piled the extra they don't have time to do on top of me. Ghey.
GAY!@!#!
GAY#$@!$
GAY%#@$@