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Yesterday we went for burritos at... Shit! I never remember the name! La Castania.... I think? They were soooooooooooooooooo fucking GOOD! They were last Friday too. Maybe next week we should convince Colin to cut with us again and go to Garden Fresh!
Other than that, school's school, and Mike's class has gotten a bit more... boring than normal... Maybe I'm still bitter about that 1 and a quarter hour long lecture he had.
After school we all headed over to my house, and my dad tried calling me again about the "F" I got in my art critique seminar class. It's seriously not my fault I forgot about 2 boring, tedious assignments that have no bearing on my art ability! So we left after my dad tried to put me on hold! (I hung up on him after that, and he forgot about my call anyways.) We all went over to Colin's when my mom wasn't home, apparently she would have stopped this if she had been. We hung out, made stir fry (surprise, surprise...), and watched a bit of Dead Man, which I've wanted to see ever since I heard the soundtrack. My mom called me up and started bitching about how I couldn't go out and had to bring "her" car (ownership title switches constantly to benefit her side of arguments) home.
When I get home, I start giving her crap about how grounding me or whatever the fuck she was trying to do has never worked as a proper motivation technique for good grades. She starts giving me crap about how all I want to do are the things that please me, and I want to scream "AND WHY SHOULDN'T I?! SHOULD I SPEND MY LIFE BORED, WORKING MY LIFE AWAY, OR DOING THE THINGS I LOVE WITH THOSE I THAT I LOVE?!" but it's so obvious that she comes from a different perspective, so I just tell her to fuck off. Eventually she tells me that if I leave, I don't get to go to Brazil, so I left. Fuck her, if she actually takes something I've been working for I'll probably not want to be in her fucking house anyways and go travelling.
I'd like to say that I'll keep you guys posted, but I don't use my LiveJournal nearly as much as I'd like. Usually I just never have anything to write about, or am too lazy to care.
Other than that, school's school, and Mike's class has gotten a bit more... boring than normal... Maybe I'm still bitter about that 1 and a quarter hour long lecture he had.
After school we all headed over to my house, and my dad tried calling me again about the "F" I got in my art critique seminar class. It's seriously not my fault I forgot about 2 boring, tedious assignments that have no bearing on my art ability! So we left after my dad tried to put me on hold! (I hung up on him after that, and he forgot about my call anyways.) We all went over to Colin's when my mom wasn't home, apparently she would have stopped this if she had been. We hung out, made stir fry (surprise, surprise...), and watched a bit of Dead Man, which I've wanted to see ever since I heard the soundtrack. My mom called me up and started bitching about how I couldn't go out and had to bring "her" car (ownership title switches constantly to benefit her side of arguments) home.
When I get home, I start giving her crap about how grounding me or whatever the fuck she was trying to do has never worked as a proper motivation technique for good grades. She starts giving me crap about how all I want to do are the things that please me, and I want to scream "AND WHY SHOULDN'T I?! SHOULD I SPEND MY LIFE BORED, WORKING MY LIFE AWAY, OR DOING THE THINGS I LOVE WITH THOSE I THAT I LOVE?!" but it's so obvious that she comes from a different perspective, so I just tell her to fuck off. Eventually she tells me that if I leave, I don't get to go to Brazil, so I left. Fuck her, if she actually takes something I've been working for I'll probably not want to be in her fucking house anyways and go travelling.
I'd like to say that I'll keep you guys posted, but I don't use my LiveJournal nearly as much as I'd like. Usually I just never have anything to write about, or am too lazy to care.