*sigh* Life update, coming your way
So, we changed our dog's name... again. My mom wants to call her Sasha now.
I've just given up and started calling her whatever pops into my mouth.
The rest is cut for bitching and ranting.
Like, a few days ago, I forget how long, Jason and I went to FYE and bought a bunch of movies. They had a "buy three get one free" thing going, so he bought this thing which had the first three Leprechaun movies, Evil Dead III: Army of Darkness, Misery, and Nightwatch.
He only got that because when I saw it sitting there, I was all like, "Hey! Fuck yeah, it is Nightwatch! I wanted to see that!" Nightwatch is a movie I've wanted to see since I first saw the trailers for it a few years ago, when it came out. It's a Russian movie based on a Russian novel that I want to read, as well. 8D
So he bought it, because he's all chivalrous and noble and annoying like that. 8( Even though I'm secretly glad he bought it for me.
We went to his house, and watched the first Leprechaun movie. I know it's supposed to be a horror/comedy, but I don't usually find stupidity humorous. And all the characters in it were stupid as hell. But it was still a pretty good movie, even though I didn't want to watch it at all.
The day after that, Jason went swimming with his family, and I think I wrote about that. That's when we got Sasha.
That reminds me! On that day, when we went over to Hay and Jade's house, almost the whole way there, we were behind this truck. I told my mom that the person driving probably thought we were stalking them, or something.
And you know what happened? At a turn a few streets from my cousins' house, the truck's turn signal went on, for the same road we had to turn down. When he came to the street, he sorta made to turn, then swerved back, turned his blinker light off, and kept going straight.
That fucker was so paranoid, he actually tried to fake us out! XD He really did believe we were following him! We turned all the same, but my mom and I burst out laughing. I wish we had kept following him! XD That would have been great. He probably would have just purposely led us in circles, so we wouldn't know where he lived, or whatever.
Guess what the bumper sticker on the back of his truck said... Besides the symbol for our state's football team.
"Karma." Sasha's previous name? :D
Yesterday, Jason came over, and we went to his house to watch movies. We watched Evil Dead III: Army of Darkness. It was so retarded. It couldn't have ended sooner. I had so much fun laughing at its screwed up physics and plot holes.
Then we went to retrieve Jason's computer tower from the repair place. But before we went, Jason forced me to interact awkwardly with his father.
Sometimes, I really hate that fucker. He made me sit on his couch, put his arm around me, and totally fucking embarrassed me. He gave me another god damn ring (his father gave me fucking two the day he bought the four movies, I think), and then proceeded to complain about how shy I fucking am, told his father that I threw the two rings he gave me in a box, and how I must be ashamed of him, and how I always clam up when other people are around. While, granted, it is a box, it's not just any fucking box, and you fucking know it, Jason. I don't just put anything into this god damn box. It's my special fucking box, I put things I consider really special in there, and maybe I should toss all the shit you've given me away, just to spite you. Fucker.
Just remembering this is pissing me off.
Well, we went and got the fucking computer, then came back and watched the second and third Leprechaun movies--which, by the way, are more stupid and redundant that anything in the world. By that time, though, my anger and embarrassment at the earlier situation had worn off.
At the end of the third movie, it was nearing six, which is when I have to be home. We were in Jason's room, me bored as he got pissed at his computer, which he seemed to think had a problem but which looked just fine to me. So what if you keep getting the same annoying pop-up? Close it and get over it. But no, he just kept getting angry, and even punched his computer screen at one point.
My phone made a weird noise--when I opened it, it said I had a voice mail. No ring tone, no indication of a missed call, just a voice mail. I closed it without thought. Shortly thereafter, I received a text message from my mom, telling me to call her. A few text messages later, I did, and she told me that my uncle (the one who bought me the car) was there, and that I needed to come home now.
I told Jason, but he kept messing with the computer, trying to get what looked like a perfectly fine computer to do tricks or something. He told me that he needed to take it back to the computer repair place, and it was, like, ten minutes to six.
So, against my silent will, we went, not to my house, but to the computer repair place. God damn it.
We were there for thirty minutes, I think. At six, I had to call my mom to tell her I'd be late, because Jason had brought me to this fucking place when I told him I had to go home. Does he not think about the consequences of things, or something? I mean, I know I'm stupid and dense, but what the fuck does that make him? Did he just not care that she would be angry with me?
And the whole time, he kept complaining about how rude my mom was being, text messaging me and calling me like that. Like she doesn't have the right, as my mother, to talk to me while we're hanging out. Like he doesn't know that I have to be home at six, just like always. As if, for him, everyone is supposed to just move the fuck over.
What the fuck, asshole. What. The. Fuck.
On the way, we passed my aunt going in the opposite direction. I waved, and she gave Jason this really nasty look. It was great. >:)
My mom was with the lawnmower in the front yard, and as soon as Jason pulled off, I grabbed the mower and started helping her.
I found out later that I had missed my uncle, who had been waiting for, like, an hour for me to show up. He left us a bunch of stuff he'd acquired on his travels. A Green Bay Packers cheese hat thing (Danny Phantom moment, that), some weird but tasty popcorn, a quill and ink bottle that is supposed to be a replica of that used to sign the Declaration of Independence, and some jawbreakers. This morning, as I was... licking it, basically, Ed, Ed, n' Eddy came on. :D
Today, I started to re-read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows because Shay re-read it on the fourth of July. She did better on the ACT than me. I burn with jealousy. XD
Okay, later. I think this rant is long enough, even though it's probably not nearly as long as my longest life update.
I've just given up and started calling her whatever pops into my mouth.
The rest is cut for bitching and ranting.
Like, a few days ago, I forget how long, Jason and I went to FYE and bought a bunch of movies. They had a "buy three get one free" thing going, so he bought this thing which had the first three Leprechaun movies, Evil Dead III: Army of Darkness, Misery, and Nightwatch.
He only got that because when I saw it sitting there, I was all like, "Hey! Fuck yeah, it is Nightwatch! I wanted to see that!" Nightwatch is a movie I've wanted to see since I first saw the trailers for it a few years ago, when it came out. It's a Russian movie based on a Russian novel that I want to read, as well. 8D
So he bought it, because he's all chivalrous and noble and annoying like that. 8( Even though I'm secretly glad he bought it for me.
We went to his house, and watched the first Leprechaun movie. I know it's supposed to be a horror/comedy, but I don't usually find stupidity humorous. And all the characters in it were stupid as hell. But it was still a pretty good movie, even though I didn't want to watch it at all.
The day after that, Jason went swimming with his family, and I think I wrote about that. That's when we got Sasha.
That reminds me! On that day, when we went over to Hay and Jade's house, almost the whole way there, we were behind this truck. I told my mom that the person driving probably thought we were stalking them, or something.
And you know what happened? At a turn a few streets from my cousins' house, the truck's turn signal went on, for the same road we had to turn down. When he came to the street, he sorta made to turn, then swerved back, turned his blinker light off, and kept going straight.
That fucker was so paranoid, he actually tried to fake us out! XD He really did believe we were following him! We turned all the same, but my mom and I burst out laughing. I wish we had kept following him! XD That would have been great. He probably would have just purposely led us in circles, so we wouldn't know where he lived, or whatever.
Guess what the bumper sticker on the back of his truck said... Besides the symbol for our state's football team.
"Karma." Sasha's previous name? :D
Yesterday, Jason came over, and we went to his house to watch movies. We watched Evil Dead III: Army of Darkness. It was so retarded. It couldn't have ended sooner. I had so much fun laughing at its screwed up physics and plot holes.
Then we went to retrieve Jason's computer tower from the repair place. But before we went, Jason forced me to interact awkwardly with his father.
Sometimes, I really hate that fucker. He made me sit on his couch, put his arm around me, and totally fucking embarrassed me. He gave me another god damn ring (his father gave me fucking two the day he bought the four movies, I think), and then proceeded to complain about how shy I fucking am, told his father that I threw the two rings he gave me in a box, and how I must be ashamed of him, and how I always clam up when other people are around. While, granted, it is a box, it's not just any fucking box, and you fucking know it, Jason. I don't just put anything into this god damn box. It's my special fucking box, I put things I consider really special in there, and maybe I should toss all the shit you've given me away, just to spite you. Fucker.
Just remembering this is pissing me off.
Well, we went and got the fucking computer, then came back and watched the second and third Leprechaun movies--which, by the way, are more stupid and redundant that anything in the world. By that time, though, my anger and embarrassment at the earlier situation had worn off.
At the end of the third movie, it was nearing six, which is when I have to be home. We were in Jason's room, me bored as he got pissed at his computer, which he seemed to think had a problem but which looked just fine to me. So what if you keep getting the same annoying pop-up? Close it and get over it. But no, he just kept getting angry, and even punched his computer screen at one point.
My phone made a weird noise--when I opened it, it said I had a voice mail. No ring tone, no indication of a missed call, just a voice mail. I closed it without thought. Shortly thereafter, I received a text message from my mom, telling me to call her. A few text messages later, I did, and she told me that my uncle (the one who bought me the car) was there, and that I needed to come home now.
I told Jason, but he kept messing with the computer, trying to get what looked like a perfectly fine computer to do tricks or something. He told me that he needed to take it back to the computer repair place, and it was, like, ten minutes to six.
So, against my silent will, we went, not to my house, but to the computer repair place. God damn it.
We were there for thirty minutes, I think. At six, I had to call my mom to tell her I'd be late, because Jason had brought me to this fucking place when I told him I had to go home. Does he not think about the consequences of things, or something? I mean, I know I'm stupid and dense, but what the fuck does that make him? Did he just not care that she would be angry with me?
And the whole time, he kept complaining about how rude my mom was being, text messaging me and calling me like that. Like she doesn't have the right, as my mother, to talk to me while we're hanging out. Like he doesn't know that I have to be home at six, just like always. As if, for him, everyone is supposed to just move the fuck over.
What the fuck, asshole. What. The. Fuck.
On the way, we passed my aunt going in the opposite direction. I waved, and she gave Jason this really nasty look. It was great. >:)
My mom was with the lawnmower in the front yard, and as soon as Jason pulled off, I grabbed the mower and started helping her.
I found out later that I had missed my uncle, who had been waiting for, like, an hour for me to show up. He left us a bunch of stuff he'd acquired on his travels. A Green Bay Packers cheese hat thing (Danny Phantom moment, that), some weird but tasty popcorn, a quill and ink bottle that is supposed to be a replica of that used to sign the Declaration of Independence, and some jawbreakers. This morning, as I was... licking it, basically, Ed, Ed, n' Eddy came on. :D
Today, I started to re-read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows because Shay re-read it on the fourth of July. She did better on the ACT than me. I burn with jealousy. XD
Okay, later. I think this rant is long enough, even though it's probably not nearly as long as my longest life update.