May 10, 2005 09:08
Do you know what really infuriates me? One) 15 year olds threatening to kill me. Two) Telemarketers calling my house at early hours of the morning, waking me up when I've only gone to sleep at 4 am. Three) A broken alarm clock that worked at 4 am but now suddenly claims, at 10 am, that it's 12:39 pm. Don't ask me how that happened. I've no clue. Four) Having a head ache when you first wake up. Five) Waking up in a panick. Six) Sitting up so fast your head nearly spins off your shoulders like a screw out of the wall.
There's more. I could go on. But now that I've woken up two hours later than my alarm has been set for, I have to get ready for my date with Josh. It's nice to actually be with someone that can be here all the time and go out places with me. Rather than someone far far away that I never see...ever.
And as far as the 15 year old goes, I know there isn't anything she can do to kill me unless she hires a hitman. She's 15. Do they really know hitmen at their age? Not likely. She doesn't know my number, where I live, or work. Even if she found some way to obtain such information, she couldn't do anything so much as lay a hand on me without a witness there to see it and even an angry 15 year old wouldn't be so stupid as to put themselves somewhere they'd be caught red handed. Especially when I've told her what it is I'm study at college, and what my teacher is. Considering my teacher wanted to take me out drinking, willing to lose his job to slip someone under age alcohol, I'd say we're becoming friends, and he'd probably even give me a discount if I asked him to represent me in court.
But after leaving her with all that information to swallow and choke on, I won't be hearing from her again. Not only that.. But I won the verbal war, even if she thinks she could win a physical one. She simply lacked good insults.And don't say "well, she's 15." I've gone against someone 15 who won verbally and quite easily. It all depends on the person.
Oh well. Josh is getting out of work soon. I need to go get dressed and all that jazz. And we have class tonight. Yay. I can tell Troy, my teacher, all about my weekend drinking. How lovely.
Ex's and ho's.
-Melissa