Aug 31, 2008 19:12
So I came home after church this morning... there were fucking 13 year olds sleeping in my bed. Therefore, I can not change clothes. Cause they are in the room with my closet. At fucking 12:30 in the afternoon. My dad is dating this girl with a 13 year old kid and a 15 year old kid. The 15 year old has a kid of his own that he doesn't take care of cause he's a stupid irresponsible dead beat dad. Anyway, I went to Nicks house were all I have to deal with is cats and kindly old people. I came back. They were in my room on my fucking computer. Nick and I walked to the barn to cool our jets. We came back waited for my room to be available. When it finally was we went in through all the shit they left in it in the hallway and password locked the computer, Thinking, if there is no computer in my room, then they wont be in my room, then I can go in my room and not really have to deal with them. I'll never get to use the TV again but whatever. Problem solved. We went to get dinner at Sonic. Pulled up to my house and found the 13 years friend(who is here all the fucking time as well). She is talking on her phone and banging on the car door. It looks to us like she is waving us down so we rolled down the window.... She said "The drive way is that way." I hate teenagers. We pull up to the drive(cursing) and go up to the door. The fuckers have locked her out of MY house... Therefore locking me out of MY house. And if she'd said "Hey they locked me out of the house can you help me?" No she said "I hope you have keys to the house" Bitch. So I went around to the back and let the stupid little bitch in. Then I corralled them together and yelled at them. Something along the lines of "Don't lock me out of my house, stay out of my room and don't give me attitude." Well guess who talks back, not the ones related to dad's girlfriend. Oh no, it's the other one. "I wasn't waving you down"
"I don't care what you were doing you dont talk to me like that in my house"
(She opens her phone)
I grab her phone and snap it shut
"And you don't text while I'm fucking talking to you"
"I wasn't texting"
"I don't give a shit what you were doing"
This is where I started storming away.
"Just stay out of my room and don't touch my stuff"
So, I tried to be nice, I played apples to apples with the little bitches.
Then I just tried to deal with it. Let them have my computer and my room just try to be nice.
And then the little mother fuckers locked me out of my damn house and gave me attitude about it. And that was the straw that pissed the camel off.