Okay, ready?
I swear this is the most retarded situation I've been in a while.
It's 1:52 AM. I have school tomorrow. I have to write an Anthropology paper that was due today..er..yesterday and I haven't started it yet.
My parents are in Amsterdam cause my dad's a busy business man until sunday, so Maria the illegal Portuguese immigrant who barely speaks English who I've also known my whole life is here sleeping over until then. It's fucking BULLSHITTT. Drew and I are old enough to fucking take care of ourselves. She's been here since Sunday, and it's the creepiest fucking thing ever. She marches into my room at 6:30 in the morning going, "Marrrrte, wake up!" FYI, I'm usually awake before she even comes in in the first fucking place.What the fucking hell, Drew and I are old enough to be left home alone (even if we were planning on having a rad party). Boo. And Liz is coming home tomorrow..er..today, and she's a total nerd who's 21 and won't buy us booze and would totally tell the 'rents in a heartbeat if she found out I drink or did any bad shit for that matter.
Oh yeah, we can't invite anyone over, so we're planning on Saturday to lie to Maria and tell her not to sleep over, 'cause we're "going to a friend's house", and throw a partay (woo). BUT, all the fucking three to twelve-year-olds on the block are having the 5th-annual or whatever the hell block party on the same dayyy!! yayyy block partyyy!!!!! umm, no. But most of the parents are either gonna be too drunk to give a fuck or will bust our asses, 'cause last time we had a party, the neighbors yelled at our friends on the porch for being loud. Suuure.
Right now, I'm low blood sugar, but I can't do SHIT about it, 'cause Maria is watching me like a fucking hawk. This morning, she goes, "Marrrte, you were up laate last night. Naaaauuughtyyy!" (which was kinda sorta really true), but I was like Nooo but she was like Yeeess! I'm sort of afraid to leave my room and go to the kitchen to get food. It sucks ass and I feel like shit.
My excuse for not having my paper today..er..yesterday was low blood sugar (cough LIE cough), but now that it's fucking TRUE, I don't know what the fuck to dooo. It sucks, basically.
Fuck it, I'll email fucking Anthro teacher and tell him the saaame thing I told him yesterday. I wonder if he'll notice if I Copy-Paste. HA.
This weekend should be better, though (even if mon frere et moi go party-less |:<), 'cause:
1 - I have soccer games friday and saturday. I play goalie. Playing goalie is fucking awesome. But the sat game's at fucking 9 AM! AHHH fuck no.
2 - I'll prob see Vic (aka the best friend since 5) eventually. Maybe go to the mall and/or make a mock music video of Panic! At the Disco (I love her) juuust me and her.
3 - I may see Dana, Katie, and Amanda (aka the camp best friends) :) Woo I love them so. OH, and if there IS a partay, Dana's goin (AHAHAHAHA pun!!! Dana's lat name is Goin!!!! Wow I'm out of it. I'm gonna attempt at sneaking downstairs to get food after this). Dana's such a stoner, but I love her to pieces.
Aaaaaand sorry for the long rant. Felt like I needed, needed to take a deep breath and WRITE IT ALL DOWN (instead of an Anthropology paper on what I think public schools should teach in school: Creationism, Evolution, or a mixture of both) Ya know what I'm saying??
Haha, I think I sold it with that email to Mr. Maisonet. :) TIME TO EATTTTT (so long as I can avoid Maria)!!!
It's 1:52 AM. I have school tomorrow. I have to write an Anthropology paper that was due today..er..yesterday and I haven't started it yet.
My parents are in Amsterdam cause my dad's a busy business man until sunday, so Maria the illegal Portuguese immigrant who barely speaks English who I've also known my whole life is here sleeping over until then. It's fucking BULLSHITTT. Drew and I are old enough to fucking take care of ourselves. She's been here since Sunday, and it's the creepiest fucking thing ever. She marches into my room at 6:30 in the morning going, "Marrrrte, wake up!" FYI, I'm usually awake before she even comes in in the first fucking place.What the fucking hell, Drew and I are old enough to be left home alone (even if we were planning on having a rad party). Boo. And Liz is coming home tomorrow..er..today, and she's a total nerd who's 21 and won't buy us booze and would totally tell the 'rents in a heartbeat if she found out I drink or did any bad shit for that matter.
Oh yeah, we can't invite anyone over, so we're planning on Saturday to lie to Maria and tell her not to sleep over, 'cause we're "going to a friend's house", and throw a partay (woo). BUT, all the fucking three to twelve-year-olds on the block are having the 5th-annual or whatever the hell block party on the same dayyy!! yayyy block partyyy!!!!! umm, no. But most of the parents are either gonna be too drunk to give a fuck or will bust our asses, 'cause last time we had a party, the neighbors yelled at our friends on the porch for being loud. Suuure.
Right now, I'm low blood sugar, but I can't do SHIT about it, 'cause Maria is watching me like a fucking hawk. This morning, she goes, "Marrrte, you were up laate last night. Naaaauuughtyyy!" (which was kinda sorta really true), but I was like Nooo but she was like Yeeess! I'm sort of afraid to leave my room and go to the kitchen to get food. It sucks ass and I feel like shit.
My excuse for not having my paper today..er..yesterday was low blood sugar (cough LIE cough), but now that it's fucking TRUE, I don't know what the fuck to dooo. It sucks, basically.
Fuck it, I'll email fucking Anthro teacher and tell him the saaame thing I told him yesterday. I wonder if he'll notice if I Copy-Paste. HA.
This weekend should be better, though (even if mon frere et moi go party-less |:<), 'cause:
1 - I have soccer games friday and saturday. I play goalie. Playing goalie is fucking awesome. But the sat game's at fucking 9 AM! AHHH fuck no.
2 - I'll prob see Vic (aka the best friend since 5) eventually. Maybe go to the mall and/or make a mock music video of Panic! At the Disco (I love her) juuust me and her.
3 - I may see Dana, Katie, and Amanda (aka the camp best friends) :) Woo I love them so. OH, and if there IS a partay, Dana's goin (AHAHAHAHA pun!!! Dana's lat name is Goin!!!! Wow I'm out of it. I'm gonna attempt at sneaking downstairs to get food after this). Dana's such a stoner, but I love her to pieces.
Aaaaaand sorry for the long rant. Felt like I needed, needed to take a deep breath and WRITE IT ALL DOWN (instead of an Anthropology paper on what I think public schools should teach in school: Creationism, Evolution, or a mixture of both) Ya know what I'm saying??
Haha, I think I sold it with that email to Mr. Maisonet. :) TIME TO EATTTTT (so long as I can avoid Maria)!!!