Short rant and a birthday greeting...
Before anything else...I typed all this up a few seconds ago, then I accidentally pressed the escape button instead of the ~ thing, and the whole thing fucking disappeared. WTF.
Okay, rant. Today is Thursday, March 31. Last Sunday, I was at mass at 9.00am, had lunch at SM Bicutan with my family, was home at about 2.00pm. Monday, I went to my sister's school with my mum to clear out her dorm, and then I ended up going around with my mum at work for the rest of the day while we waited for my brother to come out from school, then we all decided to eat early dinner somewhere while we waited for my sister because she needed to shop for a few things for her Graduation Ball today. Got home at around 6.30pm. Tuesday, I thought my appointment at Facial Haus was at 4.00pm, but then my mum moved it to 2.00pm, but I got in at 2.45pm because on my way I got lost. FUCK IT. Wednesday-yesterday-Ginnie's grad. Had to wake up early with everybody else, was at her school for 4 fucking hours of total no-air heat, I was sweating like a pig, had lunch at the new Waltermart where we then decided to just catch a movie while waiting for my brother to come out at 4.30pm. Had dinner at Pancake House on the way home. Got home at around 8.00pm-ish. Today. Thursday. Once more, I am NOT in the house. I am in an internet cafè across the street from Facial Haus where Ginnie is getting a treatment because she has her grad ball today. I was FORCED to come here. My mum said yesterday, "Do you want to accompany your sister to Glorietta tomorrow?" which actually really means, "GO OR I KEEL YOU DED." I wanted to say NO, but it's my mum. When she asks a question like that, you don't EVAR say NO, even if you want to, because she will break you. So here I am. Out of the house. AGAIN.
Oh, and it doesn't stop there. No. No FUCKING way does it stop there.
Tomorrow morning I have to be at our store in the mall to help out because 2 people are going to be out tomorrow morning in another branch of our store in another mall, and I can't get out of it anymore, because this has been planned since Monday, and I already said yes. Saturday morning, I'm at school to get my clearance. In the afternoon, I have to sit through seven sections of 50 students each, my little brother included, graduating. Oh, yeah, but not before the hour-long baccalaureate mass. Sunday will be the same as the past Sunday: Mass at 9.00am, will be at Netopia for about 3 hours, have lunch, be home by 2.30pm.
I haven't spent more than 12 hours at home per day this past week.
WHAT. THE. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.
This is NOT the way Sáthien is supposed to be spending her summers. No. No fucking way.
And my mum wonders why I'm so fucking lazy this summer. Her fault. Her fault, her fault, her bloody fault. It's cuz of her I keep leaving the house...
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRrr...
Anyway...
Happy 34th Birthday to Mr Ewan Gordon "Big Mac" Lawson McGorgeousGregor! WHOOT!
::throws party::
Namárië,
~Sáthien
Okay, rant. Today is Thursday, March 31. Last Sunday, I was at mass at 9.00am, had lunch at SM Bicutan with my family, was home at about 2.00pm. Monday, I went to my sister's school with my mum to clear out her dorm, and then I ended up going around with my mum at work for the rest of the day while we waited for my brother to come out from school, then we all decided to eat early dinner somewhere while we waited for my sister because she needed to shop for a few things for her Graduation Ball today. Got home at around 6.30pm. Tuesday, I thought my appointment at Facial Haus was at 4.00pm, but then my mum moved it to 2.00pm, but I got in at 2.45pm because on my way I got lost. FUCK IT. Wednesday-yesterday-Ginnie's grad. Had to wake up early with everybody else, was at her school for 4 fucking hours of total no-air heat, I was sweating like a pig, had lunch at the new Waltermart where we then decided to just catch a movie while waiting for my brother to come out at 4.30pm. Had dinner at Pancake House on the way home. Got home at around 8.00pm-ish. Today. Thursday. Once more, I am NOT in the house. I am in an internet cafè across the street from Facial Haus where Ginnie is getting a treatment because she has her grad ball today. I was FORCED to come here. My mum said yesterday, "Do you want to accompany your sister to Glorietta tomorrow?" which actually really means, "GO OR I KEEL YOU DED." I wanted to say NO, but it's my mum. When she asks a question like that, you don't EVAR say NO, even if you want to, because she will break you. So here I am. Out of the house. AGAIN.
Oh, and it doesn't stop there. No. No FUCKING way does it stop there.
Tomorrow morning I have to be at our store in the mall to help out because 2 people are going to be out tomorrow morning in another branch of our store in another mall, and I can't get out of it anymore, because this has been planned since Monday, and I already said yes. Saturday morning, I'm at school to get my clearance. In the afternoon, I have to sit through seven sections of 50 students each, my little brother included, graduating. Oh, yeah, but not before the hour-long baccalaureate mass. Sunday will be the same as the past Sunday: Mass at 9.00am, will be at Netopia for about 3 hours, have lunch, be home by 2.30pm.
I haven't spent more than 12 hours at home per day this past week.
WHAT. THE. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.
This is NOT the way Sáthien is supposed to be spending her summers. No. No fucking way.
And my mum wonders why I'm so fucking lazy this summer. Her fault. Her fault, her fault, her bloody fault. It's cuz of her I keep leaving the house...
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRrr...
Anyway...
Happy 34th Birthday to Mr Ewan Gordon "Big Mac" Lawson McGorgeousGregor! WHOOT!
::throws party::
Namárië,
~Sáthien