hmpf.
Why is no one online when I'm bored. Oh yeah. It's like 4 in the morning over there. Anyway. We were supposed to leave Boracay today for San Jose but a fucking typhoon hit the island. I would be happy about this since San Jose is really fucking boring, but there's a fucking typhoon outside. So no beaches or long walks for dinghy today. :( And my mom is all a-hole about spending money and she's making all of us sleep in one room. A room with no air conditioning, no TV, and barely any light. All it has is a mosquito net and a whole bunch of strange bugs that are eating me alive. I WANT TO DIE!
Anyway. So this is going to be the most horrible night of my life. Seriously. My cousins (the two kids) get on my damn nerves. If they're not messing around with my stuff and destroying it, they're whining and crying over some stupid shit. They're such brats. Everytime they don't get exactly what they want when they want it, they throw a fit, fulling equipped with those fake tears that magically dry up in an instant. I CANNOT STAND IT! And my parents are completely oblivious to this because they're little kids and they're all cute. I'm like "Hello! The little fucker screams and cries every five minutes. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
---> note: I'm so bored that I'm actually bothering to capitalize the beginning of every sentence.<---
Anyway. I was bitching about the kids. So yeah, and it really pisses me off that I'm expected to hand over all my shit to them no matter what. They bitch and cry in the middle of a restaurant because they want bread and when I order french fries, they bitch and cry because they want my fries. Note: MY fries. If my mother dishes out more money to buy them fries of their own, they won't eat it. They want mine. And I'm expected to hand it over. If and/or when I do, they'll actually look at me and say "This isn't yours anymore, it's mine now." WHAT THE HELL?!?! These kids are like 4 years old. Where in the hell did they pick up that shit? Yeah, and because the little fuckers keep stealing my drinks when I'm unaware, I'm now sick. I'm sick on my fucking vacation. I am having the shittiest time of my life. I'm sick and I'm stuck in a typhoon. And I'm still typing on a damn keyboard with Japanese characters on it.
Shoot me please. For the love of God, someone shoot me.
And my whole body is itching from the goddamn bug bites. I've got these strange little bumps all over my hands and fingers. Very tiny and numerous. I have no idea what bit me, but whatever it is, it sucks my balls.
hmm.... what else can I bitch about?
Oh yeah, so today before I left to go to the computer place, my mom started bitching at me to spend my money. She was like, "You have a lot, why don't you give some away? Give some to your aunt or to your cousins. They don't have any money."
Well ya know what bitch?!? They're dirt fucking poor 'cause they're too goddamn lazy to work. They have their fucking college degrees, why don't they go out and get jobs instead of sleeping all day/partying all night and making their mom watch their kids. Mmm-hmmm. Yeah. Both my cousins got fired from their last job because they would clock-in and then go home and sleep. WTF?!? Who does that?!?! That's why they're poor and don't have any money. I work my fucking ass off every chance I get to get the money that I have, and guess what bitches? I'M NOT FUCKING SHARING IT! When I so choose, I will spend my money on what I want or who I want. But if/when I spend my money, it is by my choice only, and not because someone's trying to guilt me into spending it.
"Give some of your money away." -- FUCK THAT SHIT! IT'S MINE! BACK OFF!
Hmm... I think I'm done venting now. Anyway. So the next 2 weeks is going to suck. As soon as the weather permits we have to leave for San Jose to see my grandma. That means I'm going to be in a fucking jungle with a bunch of mosquitos and people who speak zero english, with no toilets.
I'm so ready to go home.
Anyway. So this is going to be the most horrible night of my life. Seriously. My cousins (the two kids) get on my damn nerves. If they're not messing around with my stuff and destroying it, they're whining and crying over some stupid shit. They're such brats. Everytime they don't get exactly what they want when they want it, they throw a fit, fulling equipped with those fake tears that magically dry up in an instant. I CANNOT STAND IT! And my parents are completely oblivious to this because they're little kids and they're all cute. I'm like "Hello! The little fucker screams and cries every five minutes. What the fuck is wrong with you?"
---> note: I'm so bored that I'm actually bothering to capitalize the beginning of every sentence.<---
Anyway. I was bitching about the kids. So yeah, and it really pisses me off that I'm expected to hand over all my shit to them no matter what. They bitch and cry in the middle of a restaurant because they want bread and when I order french fries, they bitch and cry because they want my fries. Note: MY fries. If my mother dishes out more money to buy them fries of their own, they won't eat it. They want mine. And I'm expected to hand it over. If and/or when I do, they'll actually look at me and say "This isn't yours anymore, it's mine now." WHAT THE HELL?!?! These kids are like 4 years old. Where in the hell did they pick up that shit? Yeah, and because the little fuckers keep stealing my drinks when I'm unaware, I'm now sick. I'm sick on my fucking vacation. I am having the shittiest time of my life. I'm sick and I'm stuck in a typhoon. And I'm still typing on a damn keyboard with Japanese characters on it.
Shoot me please. For the love of God, someone shoot me.
And my whole body is itching from the goddamn bug bites. I've got these strange little bumps all over my hands and fingers. Very tiny and numerous. I have no idea what bit me, but whatever it is, it sucks my balls.
hmm.... what else can I bitch about?
Oh yeah, so today before I left to go to the computer place, my mom started bitching at me to spend my money. She was like, "You have a lot, why don't you give some away? Give some to your aunt or to your cousins. They don't have any money."
Well ya know what bitch?!? They're dirt fucking poor 'cause they're too goddamn lazy to work. They have their fucking college degrees, why don't they go out and get jobs instead of sleeping all day/partying all night and making their mom watch their kids. Mmm-hmmm. Yeah. Both my cousins got fired from their last job because they would clock-in and then go home and sleep. WTF?!? Who does that?!?! That's why they're poor and don't have any money. I work my fucking ass off every chance I get to get the money that I have, and guess what bitches? I'M NOT FUCKING SHARING IT! When I so choose, I will spend my money on what I want or who I want. But if/when I spend my money, it is by my choice only, and not because someone's trying to guilt me into spending it.
"Give some of your money away." -- FUCK THAT SHIT! IT'S MINE! BACK OFF!
Hmm... I think I'm done venting now. Anyway. So the next 2 weeks is going to suck. As soon as the weather permits we have to leave for San Jose to see my grandma. That means I'm going to be in a fucking jungle with a bunch of mosquitos and people who speak zero english, with no toilets.
I'm so ready to go home.