i got sunshine in a bag
up until today this weekend was really good. on friday i slept a lot since most of my classes were canceled. elyse and i went out and did bullshit things like going to taco bell and starbucks and getting my tongue ring changed out. after that tim invited me to boys night. brent and mikey were there, and we just chilled out drinking and watching aqua teen hunger force. after that it was the most girly sulmber party that i have ever seen guys have. we all sat around and talked about shit, and then when it came time for bed we like changed into pj's (well, tim and i did) and brent and mikey inflated the air mattresses and slept in tims room. by the time that we all actually stoped talking and went to sleep tim was in the futon with me and mikey was in his bed. it was nice to be able to sleep with someone and actually cuddle up to someone whos not a total cock. i left in the morning and went back to school to do some of my millions of papers that are due really soon. rams called and wanted to chill, so i took a nap and then went out with her for girls night. we went to chillis for chocolate cake and had the worst waitress ever. after that we went to go see ms congeniality 2. we have both come to realize that when we get together that we are the biggest dumb asses ever. its a beautiful thing. we just chilled out the rest of the night driving around and listening to stupid music. we both got super tired so we went home and went to sleep.
so this morning i got guilt tripped into going out to lunch with my parents and my gma. i was just not in a good mood, and it didnt help when all my dad did was bitch at me for not looking professional 100% of the time and kept telling me that i would never get a real job (not like i dont have one already, which i also just got a 10% raise, so i cant be doing that fucking bad of a job) if i got any more piercings. my mom is totally freaked out at the idea of another tongue ring, but knows that she cant do anything about it. my dad has just been being the biggest asshole ever lately, and im getting really fucking sick of dealing with him. he reads my away messages, which i really dont care about, and then he flips out on me when i say that i have to go home and do papers for school and then ramsey and i were going out, hes like yelling at me cuz i went over to tims to drink and sleep over, and that i had to stop drinking all together cuz im some sort of alcoholic or somthing. i dunno, i have only drank like 3 times since vegas, which isnt bad at all. hes fucking pissing me off so much. he came home today and i was folding my laundry getting ready to go back to school, and he knocks on my door and starts immediately yelling at me to give him back his phone charger...i told him mine broke like a week ago, and he just kept screaming at me, so i had to tell him to stop yelling at me and to go away and shut the door in his face. im supprised the door stayed shut and i didnt get the shit kicked out of me. ive guess i realized at a young age that if i stood up to my parents that they would eventually back down. they saw that they didnt scare me, and that if they hit me that they knew i would hit them back. i know this sounds like im some bad kid or somthing, but its somthing that i guess my parents taught me by mistake. oh yeah, i came home from girls night to find my neighbors cars rear window broken in. that sucked, i always end up being the one who finds this shit...like that time i found the boat floating upside down in the middle of the night by the tunnel. blah. oh yeah, in other news...josh eyesacks called me and has an extra ticked to maroon 5 tomorrow night, and he wants me to go with him. it should be nice...very nice.
anyway, im done bitching, i really want to get fucked up, but i have like 3 papers to write. boo.
so this morning i got guilt tripped into going out to lunch with my parents and my gma. i was just not in a good mood, and it didnt help when all my dad did was bitch at me for not looking professional 100% of the time and kept telling me that i would never get a real job (not like i dont have one already, which i also just got a 10% raise, so i cant be doing that fucking bad of a job) if i got any more piercings. my mom is totally freaked out at the idea of another tongue ring, but knows that she cant do anything about it. my dad has just been being the biggest asshole ever lately, and im getting really fucking sick of dealing with him. he reads my away messages, which i really dont care about, and then he flips out on me when i say that i have to go home and do papers for school and then ramsey and i were going out, hes like yelling at me cuz i went over to tims to drink and sleep over, and that i had to stop drinking all together cuz im some sort of alcoholic or somthing. i dunno, i have only drank like 3 times since vegas, which isnt bad at all. hes fucking pissing me off so much. he came home today and i was folding my laundry getting ready to go back to school, and he knocks on my door and starts immediately yelling at me to give him back his phone charger...i told him mine broke like a week ago, and he just kept screaming at me, so i had to tell him to stop yelling at me and to go away and shut the door in his face. im supprised the door stayed shut and i didnt get the shit kicked out of me. ive guess i realized at a young age that if i stood up to my parents that they would eventually back down. they saw that they didnt scare me, and that if they hit me that they knew i would hit them back. i know this sounds like im some bad kid or somthing, but its somthing that i guess my parents taught me by mistake. oh yeah, i came home from girls night to find my neighbors cars rear window broken in. that sucked, i always end up being the one who finds this shit...like that time i found the boat floating upside down in the middle of the night by the tunnel. blah. oh yeah, in other news...josh eyesacks called me and has an extra ticked to maroon 5 tomorrow night, and he wants me to go with him. it should be nice...very nice.
anyway, im done bitching, i really want to get fucked up, but i have like 3 papers to write. boo.