Please! Shoot ME!

Sep 12, 2005 22:02

Maybe it's National Anal WEEK!!! Okay, last weekend, I moved into the puny little box room (as Zee calls it) and got a bunch of dust and sawdust in my lungs. I've been coughing my guts out all day long. My wind pipe hurts. I found out that the internet in my "new" room doesn't work for some odd reason. Kitron said it worked for him (until the idiot got a virus on his computer). If it is not fixed, I think I'm going to have another panic attack, fun. Well in the prossess of lugging a huge friggin desk down the stairs with Dad I discovered that boyfriend would have been very useful at that point in time. Of course, I never have one when one would be convenient.... Oh who am I kidding, I never have one. On top of that, I don't have much tv options. Why? Because I have "lost" my remote. Actually my dad stole it and just won't own up to it. And of course the kids broke the only other remote that would work with my tv. Now, you might be asking, "Why don't you get off your fat ass and change the channel manually?". Well, my dears, it's called a fucking asshole V-chip!!! And I can't put the code in without that remote. Unfortunately, Dad is unaware that I know the code and I cannot inform him that I know. Bye bye InuYasha. I loved you.
Graham decided once again that he was mad at me. No, not mad, that he didn't ever want to talk to me. Why? I was "too bitchy" and he got "tired of dealing with it". Now that's a fucking self-esteem booster! Hi, I'm a fat ugly bitch, with no boyfriend, who can't seem to keep peace between her friends! YAY! Then he randomly forgave me again, just in time to steal some of my soda that Kathy gave me for lunch. How sweet. Kathy tried to give me a dollar. I don't know why.
Ag decided to spread mulch today. FUN! Luckily I got to go back to Mr. Ribbs room and sit in there for the last 20 minutes of class. They were watching Gladiator. That was nice. Elmo and Channler decided that it would be fun to tickle me today. In fact, Elmo chased me down the fucking hall. Joy.
I think I just hacked ou my left lung, owie. Mom bravely volunteered me to make lunches tonight because poor little Kitron was too tired after so much homework! WTF! I just got done folding all her damned clothes!!! And typing up Kitron's report!!! Yeah, poor fucking little Kitron. Brand new trumpet and all.
Now, I'm going to go call Scott, ask him if his folks have a gun, and then shoot myself. Thank you all very much!!! And GOOD FUCKING NIGHT!
Oh yeah, JT decided to that he wants to beat someone up. Sounds like trouble.

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