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Okay, on Friday, New Year’s eve, Alex did come over for a few minutes quite a bit before the party began and we watched one episode of Hi Hi Puffy Ami Yumi before he had to go. A while later my mom and Jesse went to the store to get some snacks for the little party and while they were gone I was in my room and then suddenly, fat-ass Brad walked right in my room and being his annoying self came in and said, “Hey grumpy-ass!”…then I said, “What the hell? Haven’t you heard of knocking and waiting at the front door?”. His reply was , “But the door wasn’t locked”. If I didn’t tell anyone before he steals stuff from me and from stores with that excuse, “It wasn’t locked or in a safe”…sooner or later he’ll be arrested for shoplifting or something similar…maybe I am too nice of a person for not kicking his ass and calling the cops on account of his trespassing…but I did tell him to go home but of coarse he wouldn’t…then my mom got home, Jesse and Brad went to Jesse’s room and made lots of noise while me and my mom talked
Mom: what the fuck is Brad doing here?!
Me: he barged in saying, “but it wasn’t locked” and did you know that Jesse told him he could come over?
Mom: wait… was this before or after he asked me if he could stay with us for a week while his mom and step-dad went on a vacation?
Me: I dunno… he asked to stay with us for a week?!
Mom: actually 2 weeks but I told him, “ Brad, I love ya…but I’d kill you before the first week was up and that this’d be a good time for him to spend
time with his dad”
Me: What he do?
Mom: Hung up pissed off
Me: and why would he -still- come over??
Mom: Oh shit!! I hadn’t expect him to come, now I don’t have enough snacks! Wait… what is Brad doing?!
I went to my room to find him downloading games and crap on my computer with discs he had brought from his house (actually its ’the families’ new computer that cost $400-$500 bucks on sale (I can’t remember) but its in my room and I paid about 100 for it with the money I’ve been saving for god knows how long)
Me: What the hell Brad?! This computers new and I don’t need unnecessary crap on it and I told you to stay off of it!
Brad: Fuck off, dipshit ( he likes those words)… its as you said new and should have enough memory
Me: stop the setup now and NEVER touch the computer again!
Brad: *gives me the finger* you can always buy more memory, shithead (he thinks my families somehow rich when we live in a small house and stuff and that its okay to ruin our stuff cause we can go buy new ones when his family makes 3 times at least more than mine… and I know cause I look at my mom’s checking balances and his mom told me theirs a long time ago (when we were friends and that was a -long- time ago) when brad was complaining about that she was saving all that money for nothing on him…why she told me I’ll never know)
Me: Get off the computer before I kick your flabby ass
Brad: Why are you being so mean to me?! I’m your friend! Friends aren’t supposed to be to each other!
Me: then take a guess why I’m mean
He did, however, get off the computer but he took some CD’s out of my CD player to put in his Prince CD. Then Jesse’s friends came over, Guy- a skinny little redhead who can be cool at times and an ass at others, Cody- him and Jesse play sumo together a lot and is very annoying, and Justin- his friend I met for the very first time but he kept asking me if he could have some of my stuff at different times of the night. When they were here my mom asked me to do a few things and was being really nice that night when she asked like, starting loads of laundry and doing the dishes and what-not, and I did them without complaining. When I came back to my room I saw Brad getting everything out of the closet and off the shelves and throwing them around…now before that night my room was perfectly clean except for the computer desk and know everything was pretty much everywhere
Me: What the frickin hell?! You’ve trashed my room!!
Brad: Fuck you! I was just looking to see what you had, Shit this closet is huge!!
Me: What in your crazy mind made you think it that going through my stuff was okay (I tried walking in to my room but earlier I had knocked over a
chair of Jesse’s that he put right in my doorway piled up with crap because he couldn’t fit it in there with the mess he’s got when I stepped on
something) Jesus Christ! (I normally don’t say it but sure enough I look down and see Jesse’s pin of Jesus Christ on a cross… how ironic)
Brad: I’m not the one that’s crazy, you are bitch!
He left to go to Jesse’s room with the other guys…I managed to clean the room up by putting random things in random boxes and shoving them back in the closet but my shelves were still a bit sloppy… sometime in the future I’m going to need to go back and reorganize everything. Then I started working on a few different computer graphic stuff like trying to finish the background for draganta’s picture but I’m having a hard time making it look right, when Guy came in saying it was too crowded in Jesse’s room with it being a mess and asked if he could play the PS2 and I said sure and everyone else was screaming but in my room it was quiet aside from the screams of the people being mowed down by a minigun on GTA VC that guy was playing and then Jesse and the others came in and Cody said something like “Wow! This room is clean! Let’s bring the game cube in here!” and they did so without my permission but I thought hell with it…they were going to anyways so try to make it a little easier by just going with it and then they started to bring food and drinks into my room which I told them that I didn’t want anyone eating or drinking in my room (I don’t even do it myself) and brad stated “Don’t worry my bitches, ignore him…he’s just a cranky ass, *flips me off again* we can do whatever we want!”
I switched from working on dragantas picture to a fanart picture I did of millia… got some recognition from Jesse’s friends about my art while brad said I should print it off so he could wipe his ass with it…just because I won’t do any pictures for him and he can’t draw worth crap… then they started getting really loud while playing the game cube and while they were playing it I felt someone hit me on the back of my head hard and I turned around and it was Cody, laughing, and then saying “test your courage and hit Jacob!”, for a while I just let them hit me while I was working on Millia…Jesse didn’t cause he knew that I wouldn’t let him do it without paying for it, until Brad decided he wanted to try… he grabbed a belt from my closet and hit me with the buckle… it hurt a lot but then I got up and I stated, “the next one to hit me I won’t be so nice… I’ve been more than tolerant of your crap and if you’re going to stay in here…just…stop…it!” I really had to hold back from saying the ‘f’ or ‘s’ word… shows how much I really don’t like them…then I went back to the computer and worked some more…brad went in the closet again and I told him to get his fat ass out of it. He went into the living room… I heard what he did the next day from my mom…he went out there complaining that I was being mean to everyone and that I wouldn’t stop making fun of his weight and that I threatened him…later he left because of my ‘hospitality’ and when I talked to my mom I told her what happened and she was on the same level as me and said “that boy’s got to have some mental problems if he thinks that he can keep snooping through peoples stuff” but then a little while later after brad had left…we all went to the living room for the countdown to new years… how…exciting… and then they all wanted to watch scary movie 2 on DVD… well for some reason my PS2 won’t read DVD’s so I got off the computer so they could watch it.. I did too… the movie was really funny, highlight of the evening, or morning, except while we were watching the movie they all paused it and asked me questions like, “how many times can you ejaculate in an hour” and “when you orgasm what color is the stuff?” and lots of other questions like that… I didn’t answer any of them then later into the movie Cody, Justin, and Jesse had started wrestling on my bed, messing it up after I had just made it and getting lots of their food crumbs in it and I told them all to stop…they didn’t until they saw the Charlie’s Angel bit in the movie then they all had a farting contest… right on my bed… it was frickin gross (or as my stupid brother spells it grousse) so once the movie was over… I vacuumed up the bed…straightened the sheets and sprayed Lysol on the blankets and locked the door and went to sleep…or tried to except Jesse and his friends wouldn’t quit hitting my door and using stuff to try to unlock it.
The next day they all left, I found lots of crumbs and breathmints on the floor…went into jesses room… piles of blankets everywhere with plates of little smokies everywhere and pop cans galore…had to help him pick up his mess and found out that one of his other chairs got the little smokies on it and had to clean it up… then my mom wanted Jesse’s foodball table in his room…he was being a lazy ass and was playing his game cube the hle time while I picked up his floor and rearranged his desks and chairs and stuff so it’d fit… but I am now so sorry… I caused Jesse to die because I got in front of the TV when I was cleaning it up!!! Ungrateful little shit!
Then Sunday… me my mom and Jesse watched Garfield in my room…Jesse brought more food in even after both me and my mom told him not to and he told us both to shut up… I did some more writing and helped my mom rearrange the previous owners crap int the attic if she wanted to keep it or climb down the ladder to throw it away this is probably the first weekend in months that my mom hasn’t pissed me off…or maybe I was too irritated by everyone else to be pissed off by her
And that is my weekend update
Mom: what the fuck is Brad doing here?!
Me: he barged in saying, “but it wasn’t locked” and did you know that Jesse told him he could come over?
Mom: wait… was this before or after he asked me if he could stay with us for a week while his mom and step-dad went on a vacation?
Me: I dunno… he asked to stay with us for a week?!
Mom: actually 2 weeks but I told him, “ Brad, I love ya…but I’d kill you before the first week was up and that this’d be a good time for him to spend
time with his dad”
Me: What he do?
Mom: Hung up pissed off
Me: and why would he -still- come over??
Mom: Oh shit!! I hadn’t expect him to come, now I don’t have enough snacks! Wait… what is Brad doing?!
I went to my room to find him downloading games and crap on my computer with discs he had brought from his house (actually its ’the families’ new computer that cost $400-$500 bucks on sale (I can’t remember) but its in my room and I paid about 100 for it with the money I’ve been saving for god knows how long)
Me: What the hell Brad?! This computers new and I don’t need unnecessary crap on it and I told you to stay off of it!
Brad: Fuck off, dipshit ( he likes those words)… its as you said new and should have enough memory
Me: stop the setup now and NEVER touch the computer again!
Brad: *gives me the finger* you can always buy more memory, shithead (he thinks my families somehow rich when we live in a small house and stuff and that its okay to ruin our stuff cause we can go buy new ones when his family makes 3 times at least more than mine… and I know cause I look at my mom’s checking balances and his mom told me theirs a long time ago (when we were friends and that was a -long- time ago) when brad was complaining about that she was saving all that money for nothing on him…why she told me I’ll never know)
Me: Get off the computer before I kick your flabby ass
Brad: Why are you being so mean to me?! I’m your friend! Friends aren’t supposed to be to each other!
Me: then take a guess why I’m mean
He did, however, get off the computer but he took some CD’s out of my CD player to put in his Prince CD. Then Jesse’s friends came over, Guy- a skinny little redhead who can be cool at times and an ass at others, Cody- him and Jesse play sumo together a lot and is very annoying, and Justin- his friend I met for the very first time but he kept asking me if he could have some of my stuff at different times of the night. When they were here my mom asked me to do a few things and was being really nice that night when she asked like, starting loads of laundry and doing the dishes and what-not, and I did them without complaining. When I came back to my room I saw Brad getting everything out of the closet and off the shelves and throwing them around…now before that night my room was perfectly clean except for the computer desk and know everything was pretty much everywhere
Me: What the frickin hell?! You’ve trashed my room!!
Brad: Fuck you! I was just looking to see what you had, Shit this closet is huge!!
Me: What in your crazy mind made you think it that going through my stuff was okay (I tried walking in to my room but earlier I had knocked over a
chair of Jesse’s that he put right in my doorway piled up with crap because he couldn’t fit it in there with the mess he’s got when I stepped on
something) Jesus Christ! (I normally don’t say it but sure enough I look down and see Jesse’s pin of Jesus Christ on a cross… how ironic)
Brad: I’m not the one that’s crazy, you are bitch!
He left to go to Jesse’s room with the other guys…I managed to clean the room up by putting random things in random boxes and shoving them back in the closet but my shelves were still a bit sloppy… sometime in the future I’m going to need to go back and reorganize everything. Then I started working on a few different computer graphic stuff like trying to finish the background for draganta’s picture but I’m having a hard time making it look right, when Guy came in saying it was too crowded in Jesse’s room with it being a mess and asked if he could play the PS2 and I said sure and everyone else was screaming but in my room it was quiet aside from the screams of the people being mowed down by a minigun on GTA VC that guy was playing and then Jesse and the others came in and Cody said something like “Wow! This room is clean! Let’s bring the game cube in here!” and they did so without my permission but I thought hell with it…they were going to anyways so try to make it a little easier by just going with it and then they started to bring food and drinks into my room which I told them that I didn’t want anyone eating or drinking in my room (I don’t even do it myself) and brad stated “Don’t worry my bitches, ignore him…he’s just a cranky ass, *flips me off again* we can do whatever we want!”
I switched from working on dragantas picture to a fanart picture I did of millia… got some recognition from Jesse’s friends about my art while brad said I should print it off so he could wipe his ass with it…just because I won’t do any pictures for him and he can’t draw worth crap… then they started getting really loud while playing the game cube and while they were playing it I felt someone hit me on the back of my head hard and I turned around and it was Cody, laughing, and then saying “test your courage and hit Jacob!”, for a while I just let them hit me while I was working on Millia…Jesse didn’t cause he knew that I wouldn’t let him do it without paying for it, until Brad decided he wanted to try… he grabbed a belt from my closet and hit me with the buckle… it hurt a lot but then I got up and I stated, “the next one to hit me I won’t be so nice… I’ve been more than tolerant of your crap and if you’re going to stay in here…just…stop…it!” I really had to hold back from saying the ‘f’ or ‘s’ word… shows how much I really don’t like them…then I went back to the computer and worked some more…brad went in the closet again and I told him to get his fat ass out of it. He went into the living room… I heard what he did the next day from my mom…he went out there complaining that I was being mean to everyone and that I wouldn’t stop making fun of his weight and that I threatened him…later he left because of my ‘hospitality’ and when I talked to my mom I told her what happened and she was on the same level as me and said “that boy’s got to have some mental problems if he thinks that he can keep snooping through peoples stuff” but then a little while later after brad had left…we all went to the living room for the countdown to new years… how…exciting… and then they all wanted to watch scary movie 2 on DVD… well for some reason my PS2 won’t read DVD’s so I got off the computer so they could watch it.. I did too… the movie was really funny, highlight of the evening, or morning, except while we were watching the movie they all paused it and asked me questions like, “how many times can you ejaculate in an hour” and “when you orgasm what color is the stuff?” and lots of other questions like that… I didn’t answer any of them then later into the movie Cody, Justin, and Jesse had started wrestling on my bed, messing it up after I had just made it and getting lots of their food crumbs in it and I told them all to stop…they didn’t until they saw the Charlie’s Angel bit in the movie then they all had a farting contest… right on my bed… it was frickin gross (or as my stupid brother spells it grousse) so once the movie was over… I vacuumed up the bed…straightened the sheets and sprayed Lysol on the blankets and locked the door and went to sleep…or tried to except Jesse and his friends wouldn’t quit hitting my door and using stuff to try to unlock it.
The next day they all left, I found lots of crumbs and breathmints on the floor…went into jesses room… piles of blankets everywhere with plates of little smokies everywhere and pop cans galore…had to help him pick up his mess and found out that one of his other chairs got the little smokies on it and had to clean it up… then my mom wanted Jesse’s foodball table in his room…he was being a lazy ass and was playing his game cube the hle time while I picked up his floor and rearranged his desks and chairs and stuff so it’d fit… but I am now so sorry… I caused Jesse to die because I got in front of the TV when I was cleaning it up!!! Ungrateful little shit!
Then Sunday… me my mom and Jesse watched Garfield in my room…Jesse brought more food in even after both me and my mom told him not to and he told us both to shut up… I did some more writing and helped my mom rearrange the previous owners crap int the attic if she wanted to keep it or climb down the ladder to throw it away this is probably the first weekend in months that my mom hasn’t pissed me off…or maybe I was too irritated by everyone else to be pissed off by her
And that is my weekend update