...continued from earlier today. this is probably a continuation for later today.
This weekend was eventful, yet, overtones of boredom. Always Boredom. It was good to see family. Yet they argue ALL the time. Constant arguing makes me angry and depressed. I think that my cousin or uncle twice removed...i don't even know what to call him. Figure this out. He's my mom's cousin's husband...? Don't know. He's kind of an asshole. It must be so awful to be him. His is the Anti-Laid Back. He believes in being the King of his house, which doesn't always work. And it's a very old fashioned idea. He's always yelling at his daughters. Orders around his wife. Both his daughters legitimately hate him. Too bad for him. I don't know how he didn't see it coming though. The pain of the oblivious.
Water under the bridge. Nothing can save him except for old age hopefully rendering him a geezer. Feeble to make disagreement.
We went out into the sailboat on Saturday. It was pretty fun actually. Most of the time i was underneath in the cabin because the wind made it unbearably cold above. The wind was blowing us around like a bastard. The boat tipped dangerously twice so that everyone and everything inside the boat was thrown and disoriented. Chaos is fun. So is fear when it's quickly replaced by security again. You think "OH shit" and for a few seconds you experience stress, then it's okay... so it becomes hilarious. I don't know why it is so funny, laughter is just a natural response i guess.
I chatted with my cousin for a long time saturday night. We talked a lot about our hopes for the future, our boyfriends, and some problems she's been going through. I'd like to say that the problems are not a big deal, but i worry. And i don't think her boyfriend is right for her. But who am i to say? Her talk of eventually marrying this guy makes me feel like making sick on his sneakers... probably K Swiss. [Not that there is anything wrong with K Swiss... (haha, pussy)].
I am incredibly allergic to SOMEthing. Don't know what it is. I think it's probably dust and cat. Dust more than cat. I sneeze all the time and my eyes run and itch. My nose itches. Bring on the benedryll.
HAHAHA oh i forgot. Yesterday we just got home and i had unpacked. I called Steve back. He was chillen with Lucas and told me to come by. I wanted to leave the house and hang out with people my age. I'd been entertaining children for most of the weekend. Hah! I was about to leave the house, my mom didn't really want me to go and she said "You want to leave so you can smoke pot" - immediate smirk on my face.
"No. What makes you think that?"
"I see it in your eyes"
"My eyes?"
"Yes... your eyes"
"Heh!" I can't hide the amusement anymore. Considering i am disabled in the lying department and can never keep a straight face. No matter. My mom then urged me as i left the house to be good. My dad reiterated with "Yeah, wouldya be good... for once?"
~~Sure, why not? I'll be less "bad" anyways for a few weeks. At least until school starts up again. Not just for my parents sake. It's also not as much fun to be stoned all the time and i'd like my lungs to hold out until i die, hopefully of natural causes.
Water under the bridge. Nothing can save him except for old age hopefully rendering him a geezer. Feeble to make disagreement.
We went out into the sailboat on Saturday. It was pretty fun actually. Most of the time i was underneath in the cabin because the wind made it unbearably cold above. The wind was blowing us around like a bastard. The boat tipped dangerously twice so that everyone and everything inside the boat was thrown and disoriented. Chaos is fun. So is fear when it's quickly replaced by security again. You think "OH shit" and for a few seconds you experience stress, then it's okay... so it becomes hilarious. I don't know why it is so funny, laughter is just a natural response i guess.
I chatted with my cousin for a long time saturday night. We talked a lot about our hopes for the future, our boyfriends, and some problems she's been going through. I'd like to say that the problems are not a big deal, but i worry. And i don't think her boyfriend is right for her. But who am i to say? Her talk of eventually marrying this guy makes me feel like making sick on his sneakers... probably K Swiss. [Not that there is anything wrong with K Swiss... (haha, pussy)].
I am incredibly allergic to SOMEthing. Don't know what it is. I think it's probably dust and cat. Dust more than cat. I sneeze all the time and my eyes run and itch. My nose itches. Bring on the benedryll.
HAHAHA oh i forgot. Yesterday we just got home and i had unpacked. I called Steve back. He was chillen with Lucas and told me to come by. I wanted to leave the house and hang out with people my age. I'd been entertaining children for most of the weekend. Hah! I was about to leave the house, my mom didn't really want me to go and she said "You want to leave so you can smoke pot" - immediate smirk on my face.
"No. What makes you think that?"
"I see it in your eyes"
"My eyes?"
"Yes... your eyes"
"Heh!" I can't hide the amusement anymore. Considering i am disabled in the lying department and can never keep a straight face. No matter. My mom then urged me as i left the house to be good. My dad reiterated with "Yeah, wouldya be good... for once?"
~~Sure, why not? I'll be less "bad" anyways for a few weeks. At least until school starts up again. Not just for my parents sake. It's also not as much fun to be stoned all the time and i'd like my lungs to hold out until i die, hopefully of natural causes.