*I*Think*I*Like*Stars*
Hey People
I hope ya'll are doing okay. Really? Good! I'm not.
So life is mean to me and I don't think I like Gillian anymore.
Maybe I never liked her and that's why I never asked her out? I guess that's the best for the both of us, you know? Neither of us really took a hit and we can both get on with our lives. (Sorry Gillian...?) Yeah well, I'm not sure if I like anyone anymore. I think I do but I'm not sure. I don't want anymore bad relationships. Those just plain suck. Me no likey..? Yeah, that works. Well, my dad offered me a Christmas present and I'm like, "How about the money you owe me?" He's like, "Okay, shoot out a number." (For all of you who don't know him, this translates into, "Say one dollar or you'll never see any of it." and I was in a pretty shitty mood with all of this going on and so I said $150. That's actually pretty low, because he owes me about $500. Wait, no, $400; Yeah, about that much. I said that $100 was from the money I let him borrow (Which is really about $250) and the $50 from the money my Gramma (On my Mom's side) gave me. Note: If it's my gramma on my dad's side, I'll refer to her as Oma, because that's how you say it in German or whatever. But I'm use to it so it makes sense to me. Anyways, he started argueing saying he never saw $50 of mine and I was like, "This is before the separation and also prior to the talk of opening a bank abbount" Because both my parents knew I'd grow up being a money spender (Yeah the f*** right.). So none of that ever happened and I knew I was pissing him off so badly and that I was getting everything I wanted because I pinned him with reasons so badly. It was mezmorizing. Like picture the perfect argument and this one was like 10X that. So, I'm getting my N64 back, I'm getting the Dreamcast (It was never 100% mine, but now it is), and I'm getting a mere $125. *sigh* I was such an asshole to him. He tried to fight back with those gay Yahoo! smilies but I'm too pro for that newbie crap. Hahaha I sound like a computer nerd. I need to wait for my keylogger to kick in so that it proves that my Mom doesn't keep me from talking to my Dad because he's trying to reduce the child support AGAIN. Amusing Note to self: I made no English mistakes, whereas he made 14 that I counted. Maybe I made some.. Oh well. If I made any, they were far less than him. He wants my grades to fall so that I'm forced to move with him.
Oh well, I'm not going, I HATE him. Mr. Brightside is actually depressing because.. well.. nevermind. You people wouldn't get it! Hehe. The time has come where I tell you about my kickass dream I had a few nights ago.
So, I deamt that I lived with my dad in the same horrible apartment that I do now (Ask Clint and/or Matt). And that I was lying on my couch. Anyways, I was listening to TRUSTcompany (The best band EVER!) And I looked outside to find my dad making out with some blonde hoe. Some things you should know: My dad used to be friendly with his lawyer's secretary (she's blonde) and they used to go out and do... stuff.. and her daughter was pretty cool actually, because she understood where I came from, and she was a little kid too, all the better. Anyways, so I think about how I could ruin that moment (I'm cool like that) and so the secretary never knew about my dad's gf Heather. So my dad and the secretary were making out on the balcony of my apartment. So I walked out there, keep in mind, cd player in hand with TRUSTcompany on full volume. Back to me walking out there, I look outwards at the edge of the balcony, turn around, and say, "Dad?" and he stops, gives me an angry look, and says, "What do you want?" So, the secretary is looking at me, as is my dad (obviously) and so I'm like, "How's Heather doing these days?" And I just walk out of there as fast as I can, to plop down on my couch. I must say, it's a comfy couch. So as I lied there, my sis comes along and taps my shoulder. So I left an earphone and I'm like, "Yes?" and she's like, "You broke them up, good job!" I was just like, "Yeah, I'm cool like that"
Take that Dad, you money grubbing, back stabbing, mother f***ing waste of a corpse.
That's pretty much it for now, peace everyone
**Thought of my free time: Is it good to fall in love with Angels?**
I hope ya'll are doing okay. Really? Good! I'm not.
So life is mean to me and I don't think I like Gillian anymore.
Maybe I never liked her and that's why I never asked her out? I guess that's the best for the both of us, you know? Neither of us really took a hit and we can both get on with our lives. (Sorry Gillian...?) Yeah well, I'm not sure if I like anyone anymore. I think I do but I'm not sure. I don't want anymore bad relationships. Those just plain suck. Me no likey..? Yeah, that works. Well, my dad offered me a Christmas present and I'm like, "How about the money you owe me?" He's like, "Okay, shoot out a number." (For all of you who don't know him, this translates into, "Say one dollar or you'll never see any of it." and I was in a pretty shitty mood with all of this going on and so I said $150. That's actually pretty low, because he owes me about $500. Wait, no, $400; Yeah, about that much. I said that $100 was from the money I let him borrow (Which is really about $250) and the $50 from the money my Gramma (On my Mom's side) gave me. Note: If it's my gramma on my dad's side, I'll refer to her as Oma, because that's how you say it in German or whatever. But I'm use to it so it makes sense to me. Anyways, he started argueing saying he never saw $50 of mine and I was like, "This is before the separation and also prior to the talk of opening a bank abbount" Because both my parents knew I'd grow up being a money spender (Yeah the f*** right.). So none of that ever happened and I knew I was pissing him off so badly and that I was getting everything I wanted because I pinned him with reasons so badly. It was mezmorizing. Like picture the perfect argument and this one was like 10X that. So, I'm getting my N64 back, I'm getting the Dreamcast (It was never 100% mine, but now it is), and I'm getting a mere $125. *sigh* I was such an asshole to him. He tried to fight back with those gay Yahoo! smilies but I'm too pro for that newbie crap. Hahaha I sound like a computer nerd. I need to wait for my keylogger to kick in so that it proves that my Mom doesn't keep me from talking to my Dad because he's trying to reduce the child support AGAIN. Amusing Note to self: I made no English mistakes, whereas he made 14 that I counted. Maybe I made some.. Oh well. If I made any, they were far less than him. He wants my grades to fall so that I'm forced to move with him.
Oh well, I'm not going, I HATE him. Mr. Brightside is actually depressing because.. well.. nevermind. You people wouldn't get it! Hehe. The time has come where I tell you about my kickass dream I had a few nights ago.
So, I deamt that I lived with my dad in the same horrible apartment that I do now (Ask Clint and/or Matt). And that I was lying on my couch. Anyways, I was listening to TRUSTcompany (The best band EVER!) And I looked outside to find my dad making out with some blonde hoe. Some things you should know: My dad used to be friendly with his lawyer's secretary (she's blonde) and they used to go out and do... stuff.. and her daughter was pretty cool actually, because she understood where I came from, and she was a little kid too, all the better. Anyways, so I think about how I could ruin that moment (I'm cool like that) and so the secretary never knew about my dad's gf Heather. So my dad and the secretary were making out on the balcony of my apartment. So I walked out there, keep in mind, cd player in hand with TRUSTcompany on full volume. Back to me walking out there, I look outwards at the edge of the balcony, turn around, and say, "Dad?" and he stops, gives me an angry look, and says, "What do you want?" So, the secretary is looking at me, as is my dad (obviously) and so I'm like, "How's Heather doing these days?" And I just walk out of there as fast as I can, to plop down on my couch. I must say, it's a comfy couch. So as I lied there, my sis comes along and taps my shoulder. So I left an earphone and I'm like, "Yes?" and she's like, "You broke them up, good job!" I was just like, "Yeah, I'm cool like that"
Take that Dad, you money grubbing, back stabbing, mother f***ing waste of a corpse.
That's pretty much it for now, peace everyone
**Thought of my free time: Is it good to fall in love with Angels?**