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GAAAAHH!!! im SO bored! no one remotely interesting is online and i cant go out. yeah, i got grounded for the first time in my life. really only for today, which is good. the past couple days have been crazy:
friday: was a G DAY! yay, meaning we got out at 2:05. of course, i wasnt done with my damn shoe in art, so i was in the art room til 3:30. so on friday i spent 3 straight hours doing frickin pen and ink. my eyes hurt sooooo much after that. madness. oh i also saw gabi from osa! he was at phs doing the staging for a christmas carol, and i was taking a short break, and he was just there! we talked for a minutes, it was cool.
then i sprinted home to go hang out with trevor. course emma was there, so our free time was screwed. BUT anyone who knows my parents knows that they are very strict when it comes to me being with boys and houses, especially if theyre my boyfriend. (mums still in LA with my grandpa). so i call my dad on his cell phone and leave a message telling him trevor and emma were at my house. nothing wrong with that i think.
but i guess my dad doesnt get the message, so when he gets home, he opens the door to my room and sees me sitting on trevrs lap. and all hell broke loose, i swear. i have never seen my dad that angry. it was so scary. he hella yelled at trevor and me, it was soooooo bad.
but then he lets us leave. well he just wanted us out of the house i think. so trevor and i moseyed on over to monseuir levis house. we chilled there for like 6 hours. levi and trevor got along really well, except for one moment i thought they were going to kill each other- they were talking about skinheads, and what defines them. levi thinks theyre all neo-nazis, but trevor says some are cool. it was like watching a tennis match, back and forth, back and forth.... anyway. somehow trevor and i ended up on levis bed.... dont worry, levi was playing halo, he didnt notice A THING. he actually forgot we were there. what a loser. but trevor and i had HELLA fun. *gets all shivery* hehehhehehehe yummy.... it ended up being good times though.
today: so my dad is a landlord right? owns two other houses, one my parents lived in for a while , and one emma and i spent a little while in. well the house i used to live in til i was about 4 or 5, today we find out its on fire. so my dad spent the entire day with the fire department and the police. turns out the people hadnt actually been living in the house- theyd been using it to grow fucking pot. theyd fucking torn apart the rooms i grew up in to close off the rooms, and put in all these damn lights and electrical shit to grow their weed. and somehow a fire started. except the cops cant press charges, because the renter of the house has a permit to grow medicinal marijuana, which is legal, so they cant do anything about it. hella fucked up shit. im really sad, and my dads been really upset all day.
and i spent the whole GODDAMN day doing school related shit. it sucked so much cock. then around 4ish, my brain gets all mushy, so i want to go hang out with trevor, and my dad says no as a punishment for yesterday. which is fair and makes sense, as annoying as i like to think it is. but then i wasnt allowed to see anyone, and that just pissed me the fuck off. my dad practically made me go to dinner with him. but then it was okay because we both ate good food, and i saw ms kelsey mac at emery bay public market, which cheered me up.
and now here i am bored out of my skull, while my boyfriend is at a party smoking weed and getting drunk. blah
friday: was a G DAY! yay, meaning we got out at 2:05. of course, i wasnt done with my damn shoe in art, so i was in the art room til 3:30. so on friday i spent 3 straight hours doing frickin pen and ink. my eyes hurt sooooo much after that. madness. oh i also saw gabi from osa! he was at phs doing the staging for a christmas carol, and i was taking a short break, and he was just there! we talked for a minutes, it was cool.
then i sprinted home to go hang out with trevor. course emma was there, so our free time was screwed. BUT anyone who knows my parents knows that they are very strict when it comes to me being with boys and houses, especially if theyre my boyfriend. (mums still in LA with my grandpa). so i call my dad on his cell phone and leave a message telling him trevor and emma were at my house. nothing wrong with that i think.
but i guess my dad doesnt get the message, so when he gets home, he opens the door to my room and sees me sitting on trevrs lap. and all hell broke loose, i swear. i have never seen my dad that angry. it was so scary. he hella yelled at trevor and me, it was soooooo bad.
but then he lets us leave. well he just wanted us out of the house i think. so trevor and i moseyed on over to monseuir levis house. we chilled there for like 6 hours. levi and trevor got along really well, except for one moment i thought they were going to kill each other- they were talking about skinheads, and what defines them. levi thinks theyre all neo-nazis, but trevor says some are cool. it was like watching a tennis match, back and forth, back and forth.... anyway. somehow trevor and i ended up on levis bed.... dont worry, levi was playing halo, he didnt notice A THING. he actually forgot we were there. what a loser. but trevor and i had HELLA fun. *gets all shivery* hehehhehehehe yummy.... it ended up being good times though.
today: so my dad is a landlord right? owns two other houses, one my parents lived in for a while , and one emma and i spent a little while in. well the house i used to live in til i was about 4 or 5, today we find out its on fire. so my dad spent the entire day with the fire department and the police. turns out the people hadnt actually been living in the house- theyd been using it to grow fucking pot. theyd fucking torn apart the rooms i grew up in to close off the rooms, and put in all these damn lights and electrical shit to grow their weed. and somehow a fire started. except the cops cant press charges, because the renter of the house has a permit to grow medicinal marijuana, which is legal, so they cant do anything about it. hella fucked up shit. im really sad, and my dads been really upset all day.
and i spent the whole GODDAMN day doing school related shit. it sucked so much cock. then around 4ish, my brain gets all mushy, so i want to go hang out with trevor, and my dad says no as a punishment for yesterday. which is fair and makes sense, as annoying as i like to think it is. but then i wasnt allowed to see anyone, and that just pissed me the fuck off. my dad practically made me go to dinner with him. but then it was okay because we both ate good food, and i saw ms kelsey mac at emery bay public market, which cheered me up.
and now here i am bored out of my skull, while my boyfriend is at a party smoking weed and getting drunk. blah