*screams*
I'm sorry, I just...I need to rant right now...I don't get mad too easily, but when I do I just go nuts...*sighs*
I'm just...so pissed right now...I can't stand it, I'm want to talk to the management...no, I want a crow bar and a list of suspects...no....calm thoughts....
GAH! So we go to see The Producers, right? We're at the Springdale theater - me, Chance, my mom, aunt Maureen and mother's friend Monica - it was great, we couldn't stop laughing. We're on our way out and not only do some 'homies' make a fool of my mother, but they dared mock me as well. Not too bad, I didn't mind too much, just gave them the middle finger and threatened them in German. Anyway, so we're going to the car and when mom hits the 'unlock' button, the lights come on in the car, revealing that something on the inside is a askew. There's fucking insulation and wires hanging out of the fucking roof and the Sirius radio is no longer attached to the dashboard! I blanked, Chance started growling something and mother just stared and asked "did the TV fall out?" *takes another sip of Kahlua and Cream* Someone had fucking punched the lock out of out left-side back door and jacked our TV and Sirius satellite radio. And of course it had to be a built-in TV, so now there's a gaping hole in the fucking ceiling of the car...
*twitches*
I'm sorry, I know I'm over-reacting but this is the first time anything like this has happened to me, and really, to do this the day after Christmas...I'm just...so pissed right now...I want to hurt somebody...Or scream really loud or...something. I dunno, anything to relieve this frustration...
http://www.xanga.com/TheAyatollah5150 <-- For Chance's rant.