Listening to: APC acoustic songs from Limewire
Feeling: busy
Heh. I was told that I look like Lisa Marie Presley again today. Funny.
And apparently my mom showed my portfolio to some Disney executive dude today? He's going on a fishing trip with Ron and Ron always talks about how I draw and stuff and the guy wanted to see some stuff I've done. But he wasn't able to see very much because one of my drawings is still at Barnes & Noble and the other one Gapper still has....I have to get that back..... But yeah he wasn't able to see very much. I wasn't there, tho.
Hmmm.....what else.....
My dad came over last night pretending that he just wanted to take me out to dinner. So we went to dinner and I thought he was just going to drop me off but then he and Steve got out of the car? So my dad goes in and takes over the laundry room...he's like using up all of our laundry detergent and I can never wash any of my clothes anymore since he's always in there. And he doesn't even live here. But since my mom wasn't home he decided to take advantage. And then they start going through our refrigerator and pantry and shit, eating everything.....and they take over the TV....and I was like umm....what are you doing....? Because I was trying to do all these projects that are due next week on Tuesday. So they made a mess and tons of noise. And then my dad was like well....I'm tired. I think I'm just gonna go home and go to sleep. And I was like OH no you don't........he was just gonna leave Steve there with me. Because "Steve's jacket was in the washing machine and Steve won't go to school without his jacket on because without it he has no sense of security." (Freeeeeak....) So yeah my dad used that as his excuse, but I knew it was because he's getting tired of dealing with my brother since he's such a fucking asshole...so he was gonna just ditch him with me. So I was like what are you doing? Take Steve with you...it's only Thursday. So he got all mad and started screaming in my face and then started getting violent so I told him to Get the fuck out of our house and he flipped out even more. He grabbed the computer (on which I had almost finished typing a major essay for my English class) and he turned it off (WITHOUT SAVING, MIND YOU) and took off with it. I was soooooooo SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO mad. I then started freaking out and screaming at him while he was getting into his car. I mean...that thing had taken me SOOOOO long to do. And HE was the one to just randomly come into MY house and start messing things up and using our stuff and eating our food. And I was nice. And now HE comes and fucks up the essay I had been quietly working on for the entire evening?????
I was pissed. No - I was livid. I could have killed him most likely if he hadn't left.
Then I called my mom and she said she would get the computer on her way back from Ron's house. So I went into my room and started working on yet ANOTHER project that was due. And my mom comes home and was like Oh I'll get the computer tomorrow.....
I can't count on anybody to do anything for me when I ask them to, apparently.
So I had to go into my English class after spending my entire math period re-writing my essay to explain to them why I didn't have it typed and they let me type it up during my break. It wasn't actually due today...but I would have gotten double credit if I had turned it in today. Which I did. But I swear to god...I could have killed my father. Son of a bitch.........
Ha but I got the newsletter thing that comes every month for my school and my name was mentioned in it 3 times. Which means that apparently I'm doing a good job there. Oh and I also saw Brett's name in there. BUT.....I totally kicked his ass. My name was mentioned more than his and he didn't even win anything in the art contest.....heh. Bastard.
So now I'm bored......and I don't want school to end but then I do? I like my classes that I have now.....
Eh. Oh well.
I WANNA GO TO VENTURA THIS WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My mom says we should go since Ron isn't gonna be here. Yessssss......
I need a reading.
Oh well......back to homework.
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