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I stayed in VA for 4 days recently and had all my summer night clothing in my bag. And I stepped out of the shower today and didn't feel like getting all my stuff out. So... I just put on boxers and my bikini top. My mom walked through the front door and almost had a heart attack when she saw my ensemble I tell you. Freaked out completely. I must have looked like a hooker or something.
And I've hated these certain neighborhood kids since I moved to this house. They don't even live on my street, but in the vincinity a little way over. Even before they started stealing our mail, even before they broke into my car, attempted to steal my car, and then ended up taking my stereo and prom pictures, and sunglasses, and $$ and others. They don't even live on my street, but in the vincinity a little way over. And I hate them still now.
Esp since I went to help unload the groceries from the car after my mom freaking out, and they're outside biking on our driveway staring inside our garage at me like if they looked away someone would gouge out their eyeballs with one of those wooden ice cream truck wooden stick spoons. No I was not in the hooker clothing like the previous paragraph. But had a white tshirt and cargo pants over it.
I need to control my rage. I really just wanted to run over to them, throw a stick in their bike wheel spokes and then drop kick them off a nearby tree all the while screaming "STUPIDITY ISN'T PAINFUL ENOUGH FOR YOU!"
I hate idiots. I really do.
When occasionally the need arises for me to come into work, I end up meeting the biggest idiots of my life. Like the guy who I specifically told to go to his dealer about his ignition problem since his car was pretty new. He insisted he wanted to talk to a mechanic instead because he wanted to know the exact problem. Too bad he got the same exact repsonse. Long story short, unless he wanted to take the entire thing apart and get charged &$#*() of money, just to find out the problem, that he should go to his dealer. And still insisted that we should know exactly by looking at it. Look man. We don't have the ability to send electric currents to see what's wrong with our mind. If we did, I'd play thunderbolt with the local kids and see where that game takes us.
And the lady. Gotta love the lady who apparently has had her father build an engine before, so somehow she knows everything to do about cars and the engine. Yes. This is a moron who asked what a timing belt was and kept yelling "I know everything about the engine because my dad built an engine before!!!" Then why are you here? Go to your father because obviously you weren't there when he built that engine.
ARGH.
I'm stressed from classes too. So $#&($&# hard. But math, I got an A. Now onto Arch.
Someone needs to take me to something like Kings Dominion. Brian, you asked, ask again! This time I'll say yes. Too bad I doubt you read this.
I'm so disconnected from everyone since I don't use aim at home. Call my cell guys. I like hearing most of your voices.
Otakon's coming up! Are you excited? Of course not, but I sure am!
I'm on my 90's korean music phase now. ^_^
<3? Would really enjoy to read lj comments from people who've read this.
And I've hated these certain neighborhood kids since I moved to this house. They don't even live on my street, but in the vincinity a little way over. Even before they started stealing our mail, even before they broke into my car, attempted to steal my car, and then ended up taking my stereo and prom pictures, and sunglasses, and $$ and others. They don't even live on my street, but in the vincinity a little way over. And I hate them still now.
Esp since I went to help unload the groceries from the car after my mom freaking out, and they're outside biking on our driveway staring inside our garage at me like if they looked away someone would gouge out their eyeballs with one of those wooden ice cream truck wooden stick spoons. No I was not in the hooker clothing like the previous paragraph. But had a white tshirt and cargo pants over it.
I need to control my rage. I really just wanted to run over to them, throw a stick in their bike wheel spokes and then drop kick them off a nearby tree all the while screaming "STUPIDITY ISN'T PAINFUL ENOUGH FOR YOU!"
I hate idiots. I really do.
When occasionally the need arises for me to come into work, I end up meeting the biggest idiots of my life. Like the guy who I specifically told to go to his dealer about his ignition problem since his car was pretty new. He insisted he wanted to talk to a mechanic instead because he wanted to know the exact problem. Too bad he got the same exact repsonse. Long story short, unless he wanted to take the entire thing apart and get charged &$#*() of money, just to find out the problem, that he should go to his dealer. And still insisted that we should know exactly by looking at it. Look man. We don't have the ability to send electric currents to see what's wrong with our mind. If we did, I'd play thunderbolt with the local kids and see where that game takes us.
And the lady. Gotta love the lady who apparently has had her father build an engine before, so somehow she knows everything to do about cars and the engine. Yes. This is a moron who asked what a timing belt was and kept yelling "I know everything about the engine because my dad built an engine before!!!" Then why are you here? Go to your father because obviously you weren't there when he built that engine.
ARGH.
I'm stressed from classes too. So $#&($&# hard. But math, I got an A. Now onto Arch.
Someone needs to take me to something like Kings Dominion. Brian, you asked, ask again! This time I'll say yes. Too bad I doubt you read this.
I'm so disconnected from everyone since I don't use aim at home. Call my cell guys. I like hearing most of your voices.
Otakon's coming up! Are you excited? Of course not, but I sure am!
I'm on my 90's korean music phase now. ^_^
<3? Would really enjoy to read lj comments from people who've read this.