The high decible level in my home
Now, I have had three days in a row off.......I almost feel a tad lost...as if I do not know what to do with myself. Missions of the day include:
~Obtain library card from Spirit Lake
~Buy some gum
okay I think that's all I have.
Andrew's little friend Sal, came over yesterday and ended up spending the night, and I've been in his room b/c I'm on the CPU. He is so loud when he has a friend over, and obnoctous...I do even understand how it is possible for one boy to be so irratating...and it is only him, not his friend.
Dane dropped by this morning so he could retrieve his belt and movie, yet failed to bring me my CD's rather annoyed am I. Claiming that it was not his fault, he drove off, so now I'll go call Aaron at some point in time...perhaps that could go on my list of things to do for the day..
Speaking of him, I haven't chatted with him in awhile. It is funny, when the two of us began talking around January we would spend hours on the phone...until his phone would pretend to go dead. I say pretend b/c the damn thing would start to beep...and beep...beep...beep....beep and keep going...I think we pushed it for fory-five minutes once. Normally a phone begins to beep, then w/in secounds is dead..not Aaron's. Anyway I'd like to talk to him, our conversations are always so much fun. I laugh SO much, he's a great guy to be friends with.
Jim needs to eat more! He decided to go out drinking Saturday night, and my mom called me at work to ask if I would go to Danielle's....he was hung over Sunday...and still yesterday! Stomping up the steps into the living room, he was in a royal bad mood. Emerced in the History channel, I was ignoring his pathetic stupor, and then he grabs the romote and proceeds to flip through the guide..."are you going to change it? B/c there's only about 10 minutes left," and my comment is replied with a, "I'll fucking change it if I want to. My house, My Shit..ect *continues to bitch*" ahhhrrrhhhgggg I wish he would have stayed in his room all day, and never appeared upstairs..unless he was eating b/c then he's quiet...No, actually I take that back: At the table I asked for the bowl of Scalloped Potatoes, and Jim walks in grabs the bowl and yells, "you knew I was coming in, gimme the fucking dish," then yanks it away from me. This was in front of company too, I don't understand how one can be so rude.
Okay...I think I'm done for now tata...rather tired from practice.
Until we meet again
~JEssica
~Obtain library card from Spirit Lake
~Buy some gum
okay I think that's all I have.
Andrew's little friend Sal, came over yesterday and ended up spending the night, and I've been in his room b/c I'm on the CPU. He is so loud when he has a friend over, and obnoctous...I do even understand how it is possible for one boy to be so irratating...and it is only him, not his friend.
Dane dropped by this morning so he could retrieve his belt and movie, yet failed to bring me my CD's rather annoyed am I. Claiming that it was not his fault, he drove off, so now I'll go call Aaron at some point in time...perhaps that could go on my list of things to do for the day..
Speaking of him, I haven't chatted with him in awhile. It is funny, when the two of us began talking around January we would spend hours on the phone...until his phone would pretend to go dead. I say pretend b/c the damn thing would start to beep...and beep...beep...beep....beep and keep going...I think we pushed it for fory-five minutes once. Normally a phone begins to beep, then w/in secounds is dead..not Aaron's. Anyway I'd like to talk to him, our conversations are always so much fun. I laugh SO much, he's a great guy to be friends with.
Jim needs to eat more! He decided to go out drinking Saturday night, and my mom called me at work to ask if I would go to Danielle's....he was hung over Sunday...and still yesterday! Stomping up the steps into the living room, he was in a royal bad mood. Emerced in the History channel, I was ignoring his pathetic stupor, and then he grabs the romote and proceeds to flip through the guide..."are you going to change it? B/c there's only about 10 minutes left," and my comment is replied with a, "I'll fucking change it if I want to. My house, My Shit..ect *continues to bitch*" ahhhrrrhhhgggg I wish he would have stayed in his room all day, and never appeared upstairs..unless he was eating b/c then he's quiet...No, actually I take that back: At the table I asked for the bowl of Scalloped Potatoes, and Jim walks in grabs the bowl and yells, "you knew I was coming in, gimme the fucking dish," then yanks it away from me. This was in front of company too, I don't understand how one can be so rude.
Okay...I think I'm done for now tata...rather tired from practice.
Until we meet again
~JEssica