Life in a boring town
So yes... i went to my grandparents, typically it is something that i enjoy doing but latly (as of this summer) it is hell. i have come to realize my grandmother is the most selfish women with no heart at all and i am still mad at her for making me walk home, or should i say not waiting the extra 10 minutes for me. She's a lot like my mother and that is sad... i see where mother gets it all from now. I duno. I find her very annoying due to the fact that she is so competitive and is not just caring and nice, oh no. Maybe i have too high of grandmotehr expectations but hey- that's just me.
About my evening. Where shall i start. I surpose the beginning would be the place. My grandfater on the way to their house was blairing country music. I like the newer stuff that isn't as gay and it was Achy breaky heart... that song sucks so much ass. So i had a headache from the moment i got there. I went in the house and the smell is so old it's grose so i was like fuck this i will go outside where i will play the saxaphone and so i did. It was good till i played every song like 30 times. They all got OLD! So i went in to watch t.v. and it sucked. haha. Oh man. I was watching All Accesed Hollywood Oversexed... it was funny and i was enjoying it but my grandfater came up and heard the word stripper and it was like the end of the world so i had to watch like Disney Channel ( it's good when you are in the mood for it but i deffinetly was NOT). So i was pissed that anything to do with strippers was wrong. So then bud wanted to get out the kyakks (however you spell that) and i was like hummm.. i duno. He made me clean them off. I was gross. not only that but my brother was helping and i had my burks on.. .and ricky spilt water all over them. i was pissed once again. Then i went and took the yellow one out for a paddle across the lake, ok it was down to Mark's house to see if he was around ( he just got back from Austraila :)- yeah!)! So that was a failed mission. I guess he was either at his HUGE house in Mass. or @ college.. if he is not out yet :/! My brothe decided to tag along.. i didn't say anything because he is dumb, fat, and has no friends.... so i was like ok.. what ever. That was a HUGE mistake he was loud and annoying and he kept "checking" me with the green one... it was sooo dumb.. i got super pissed once again. So i was like oh my god you are suck a fucking faggot.. and i mean usually i am cool with gay people but that word just flew out of my mouth... quite loudly too.. so it was NOT good. He got pissed that i called him "gay" and was like well i am going to tell on you if you go home.. so i stayed with him for a while longer. Which gave me a headache AGAIN! So i went back to the hell hole and got out but i couldn't so it by myslef.. bud had to help me... i was kinda pissed.. then i had to carry both of the K- things back up into the garage... i was like what the fuck.. and oh... i know why i was pissed.... the most was because when ricky was washing the yellow one... he got water on the seat... and my bathing suit butt was wet... and that got me SOOOO pissed... becausei had to sit on it.. and my butt got wet and cold and itchy... so that was a drag too. So i went up to the living room to watch the news with my grandfather and it is all good and he keeps talking to me... and my eyes are getting droopy and every time he hits me i want to take him out fo waking me up.. then i had to watch the baseball game with my brother.. well i was trying to sleep.. but that didn't work well.. he is the LOUDEST fucking breather... EVER! So my hate for that kid runs as deep as my hate for that damn dog! It's so gay... at dinner... well we had spegetti, meatballs, and salad... my grandmother gets the garlic bread out of the oven and is like look out... she loosed control over the pan and burns my arm.. that was like the end of me taking any shit.. she gave me an ice cube and i threw it at her.. and she was like well if you ever want to be invited back again you better learn to behave your self and bla bla blah.. i was like... ok bitch you just BURNT MY ARM!! god she gets me sooo mad!
I have to be there EVERY DAY this summer and if this is how it is going to be... damn it i am going to drown myself.. or run away with some guy on a jetski.. there are plenty of those around. I just can't take.. ANYONE that is like my mother.. it's bad enought dealing with her.. but my grandmother is the same way.. then my grandfather is all pro war.. and i am anti war.. and i am all hippie and shit.. and i was ready to punch him when we where watching the news and he was like damn those camel jockies.. i was like ok.. fuck you... then there was this thing about a gay and lezbian convention and the chick that was talking in the segment he called a dike... i was like well.. does that make me a dike?!?! people participate in things they belive in and she may not be that way but showing support for family, friends, people in general.. that i what i do... i am NOT gay.. but i got WICKED offended by that...! So right after dinner we left and i got the whole disrespectfulness is bad... bad ashley speach in the car.. i was just like yup you can go fuck yourself too.. Grandma Jr. !
So i think that i am dying. Or at least have this desease... last night i woke up feeling like i was going to puke and like i was having a hard time brreathing and i was all like oh god.. food sucks.... so i went to the bathroom... thinking that i was going to puke.. i didn't so i went back to my bedroom.. then i felt the same way.. 30 seconds later.. so i took all of my bedding into the bathroom and slept in the bath tub.. so i could get to the toilet to barf in easily.. but i can't barf... scarly it comes out the other end ( i know too much information.. but hey everyone does it). And it's not that time of the month... it's just liek eating food makes me sick.. when i don't eat i feel fine.. or when i am eating food with my friends i am fine.. it's eating food in my house or something that makes me sick.. i feel sick now from dinner... is this like saying ok... ashley.. you can't eat.... like i really haven't been hungary for a good 2 days... i have eaten and felt even more sick.. i duno... i am not pregnant.. i haven't had sex yet... i duno... . I need to know if i am dying so that i can see when i need to have sex.. there is no WAY IN HELL that i am dying a virgin... that is that.
So if there are any doctors in the house... just leave one.. it's that bad.... i feel like hell.. and it's not fun... so i think that eating is my main problem... if i come back to school WICKED skinny.. then it's because i have a disoreder.. of the stomach.. where i want to eat but it won't let me with out me feeling sick... food sucks any ways..... haha... that is what i tell myself... just thinking about food makeds me sick too.. well that 70's show is on so i deffinetly should be watching that... later
Always,
Ashley