My life is hell.
Alright. so, i come home from a rather uneventful day at kitty hawk kites, which, aside from the random snipings of people with the airzooka air cannon (which was great, BTW). When i get home, i tell everyone that i'm hungry. so, i pop a microwaveable giganturrito into the microwave. (FYI- giganturrito- gigantic microwaveable burrito) I plop down on the couch, where, i was promptly told to go to my room by my "dad". I askd why, and he said he wanted to spend time with his wife. where, my mom intervened with "he's part of the family too". long story short, a half hour later, my foot's bleeding and i'm walking out the door, my mom's in tears, and david has a bloody nose, a black eye, and he's in the floor in pain. i kicked his ass. my mom comes tearing down the road, screaming at me, as i'm walking with a bag full of clothes and the such towards erics. she picks me up, treats me to a coke, then we go to howl at the moon. we hang there for a while, then i end up at erics, where i am right now, laying on his (freshly made, by me) bed, trying to relax nogh to sleep.
now.. if the swelling would only go down....
damnit, my life sucks. don't recommend i call the cops either, guys. i hurt david more than he hurt me. they'd throw my ass in prison. i'm 18. the rules have changed.
now.. if the swelling would only go down....
damnit, my life sucks. don't recommend i call the cops either, guys. i hurt david more than he hurt me. they'd throw my ass in prison. i'm 18. the rules have changed.