I'm Doing It Again Bitches!!!...Again, Just Cuz I F'in Can!!!
to reiterate from last night...
YOU ALL MOTHERFUCKING SUCK!!!
...and for the second night in a row, ill tell you all why...
she fucking did it again. went to sleep on me. im so tired of it. and i dont care if she sees this. its not like i havent told her often enough. probably about 1000 times, atleast, in the past 3 months. went to f'in sleep while im with her. maybe its just me...i guess i just dont understand how someone can go to school from 8 to 2, come home, sleep for like 3 hours, and then fall asleep again, when they just woke up at 5pm, at 12:30. maybe im the fucked up one.whatever.
so yeah, im mad, and i dont fucking care who knows it. like i told her the other night, the past 10 months were about her. you know fucking what? i dont see a damn change in that pattern. so fuck it. im done. end of story.
would you like to hear about the rest of my night? sure matt, fucking go for it!. Alrighty!
so, i ruined her afternoon, cuz i couldnt pick her up from school, cuz my dad spazzed on me, and made me stay home and haul logs around for 2 hours, so we could cook our thanksgiving turkey on a spit...yay. So she gets upset, and goes to sleep.SLEEP. at 230 in the afternoon.WTF? so anyway, i call her around 5, wake her up. we make plans, and i go over her house at 6:30. we go to the mall, and she gets upset, once again, because i dont want to go into American Eagle(she didnt want to go to the mall in the first place). so, we leave, and go to Panera. we get there, and proceed to eat our meal. all is going quite well. our friend sarah joins us after we've finished eating, and we discuss current topics.everythings fine, until im asked to sit on the other side of the table, next to ashley. now most of you are wondering why i would be asked to move. Was someone else arriving? Did another table need a spare chair, and we decided to play the good samaritan? no, none of those apply. i jsut had to move, so i could fulfill ashleys whim of me sitting next to her(mind you, the table we were sitting at, is a foot and a half across). so, as soon as i move, i am bombarded with clingynesss. no, there is no kudzu in panera. its allll ashley. everywhere we go, it seems, she simply must attach herslelf to one of my appendages. Especially while driving, in a restaurant, or public place, where both hands are somewhat of a necessity. so, i ask to her to kindly unlatch herself, and she becomes upset, once again. You all must think im horrible now, not wanting an adult(which she will be, legally, in 2 days) hanging on to me like a six year old does to their mother. so my night was awesome so far.
afterwards, we returned to her house. because of prior events of the night, which took place at Panera (these events i cannot remember, because they are quite lengthy, and involved, and because it all started out as a joke anyhow)i told ashley that i wasnt going to kiss her for the next two years. so she then went into hysterics, and cried for a good half hour. a bit childish, dont you think? whatever. so i calmed her down, like any parental figure would, and told her that she cant be doing this anymore(she cries every damn time im around her, atleast once). so, after the episode, i layed down at the end of the bed, and she at the top. i was then asked to move, because, its much simpler for me to move, than for her to move. you know, with her crying and napping and all, it wears her out. so i move, and she again, attaches herself to me. so, i lay there, and watch the crappy, "reality, fix-your-fashion" tv show What Not To Wear. Not my favorite choice of program.so, i figure, as to avoid another scene, id just deal. so, as the show ends, i find her asleep. laying on me. if you didnt read the beginning of this entry, ive only told her "about 1000 times in the past 3 months" that i hate it when she falls asleep when im there. ive also told her, that if shes tired, then she should ask me to leave, and not expect me to stay there, while she sleeps, until i have to leave. so i tell her im going. she gets upset, once again. Blows me kisses, cuz you know, cant get up, walk me to the door. cant get out of bed, actually kiss me goodbye.whatever.
so this is what i have to say about it:
FUCK IT.
YOU ALL MOTHERFUCKING SUCK!!!
...and for the second night in a row, ill tell you all why...
she fucking did it again. went to sleep on me. im so tired of it. and i dont care if she sees this. its not like i havent told her often enough. probably about 1000 times, atleast, in the past 3 months. went to f'in sleep while im with her. maybe its just me...i guess i just dont understand how someone can go to school from 8 to 2, come home, sleep for like 3 hours, and then fall asleep again, when they just woke up at 5pm, at 12:30. maybe im the fucked up one.whatever.
so yeah, im mad, and i dont fucking care who knows it. like i told her the other night, the past 10 months were about her. you know fucking what? i dont see a damn change in that pattern. so fuck it. im done. end of story.
would you like to hear about the rest of my night? sure matt, fucking go for it!. Alrighty!
so, i ruined her afternoon, cuz i couldnt pick her up from school, cuz my dad spazzed on me, and made me stay home and haul logs around for 2 hours, so we could cook our thanksgiving turkey on a spit...yay. So she gets upset, and goes to sleep.SLEEP. at 230 in the afternoon.WTF? so anyway, i call her around 5, wake her up. we make plans, and i go over her house at 6:30. we go to the mall, and she gets upset, once again, because i dont want to go into American Eagle(she didnt want to go to the mall in the first place). so, we leave, and go to Panera. we get there, and proceed to eat our meal. all is going quite well. our friend sarah joins us after we've finished eating, and we discuss current topics.everythings fine, until im asked to sit on the other side of the table, next to ashley. now most of you are wondering why i would be asked to move. Was someone else arriving? Did another table need a spare chair, and we decided to play the good samaritan? no, none of those apply. i jsut had to move, so i could fulfill ashleys whim of me sitting next to her(mind you, the table we were sitting at, is a foot and a half across). so, as soon as i move, i am bombarded with clingynesss. no, there is no kudzu in panera. its allll ashley. everywhere we go, it seems, she simply must attach herslelf to one of my appendages. Especially while driving, in a restaurant, or public place, where both hands are somewhat of a necessity. so, i ask to her to kindly unlatch herself, and she becomes upset, once again. You all must think im horrible now, not wanting an adult(which she will be, legally, in 2 days) hanging on to me like a six year old does to their mother. so my night was awesome so far.
afterwards, we returned to her house. because of prior events of the night, which took place at Panera (these events i cannot remember, because they are quite lengthy, and involved, and because it all started out as a joke anyhow)i told ashley that i wasnt going to kiss her for the next two years. so she then went into hysterics, and cried for a good half hour. a bit childish, dont you think? whatever. so i calmed her down, like any parental figure would, and told her that she cant be doing this anymore(she cries every damn time im around her, atleast once). so, after the episode, i layed down at the end of the bed, and she at the top. i was then asked to move, because, its much simpler for me to move, than for her to move. you know, with her crying and napping and all, it wears her out. so i move, and she again, attaches herself to me. so, i lay there, and watch the crappy, "reality, fix-your-fashion" tv show What Not To Wear. Not my favorite choice of program.so, i figure, as to avoid another scene, id just deal. so, as the show ends, i find her asleep. laying on me. if you didnt read the beginning of this entry, ive only told her "about 1000 times in the past 3 months" that i hate it when she falls asleep when im there. ive also told her, that if shes tired, then she should ask me to leave, and not expect me to stay there, while she sleeps, until i have to leave. so i tell her im going. she gets upset, once again. Blows me kisses, cuz you know, cant get up, walk me to the door. cant get out of bed, actually kiss me goodbye.whatever.
so this is what i have to say about it:
FUCK IT.