My Thoughts

Finally Out of Jail...What?

WARNING:

This rant will be totally annoying and may possibly end you up in a mental institute. Some things written may be taken as offensive, but were not intentionally written as such. The following rant nor it's author or the author's friends or acquaintances can be held responsible for any mental health issues or an acquired taste for loud rock music to it's readers. Readers may begin to realize the pain of others has become funny to them. Readers may comment as they like, as long as any comments are not offensive to the author, the author's friends or acquaintances. Viewer's drowning in hate for these people is predicted.

Okay, title says finally out of jail. I swear, I didn't go to jail. I haven't in a while now, so don't go asking me what I did. I'm INNOCENT, got it?

Kayz, now that we got that clear, HIYA PEOPLE! I'm back! For now at least. I might take another 'vacation' A.K.A. my mom might re-ground me, at any time. So yeah. For those who were wondering, that's where I was at all this time. I know, failed, right? My mom has this new theory that everyone I talk to on line is some psycho killer trying to convince me to kill myself. My theory: THAT woman has been watching too much Dateline NBC.

So I convinced my mom (who is actually really nice when not argued with) that I was smart enough to take care of myself, and then my brother, who owns the laptop I use, was like 'Oh, you can't use my laptop.' I was like 'Vat za f*ck?' and he was like, 'Yeah, you always insult me and disrespect me, so you can't use my computer.'

Okay, it's kinda true that I'm always insulting him, but he asks for it. He's always being the biggest jerk ever, then he expects me not to react in a negative way. Okay, calling him... certain names was probably uncalled for, but I'm younger! He should know better than to be mean to me all the time.

So I 'apologized' to him. (Still testing that word out. I don't like it. I don't think I'll use words like that anymore. (:<) And he says I can use his laptop. But he says I need to ask my mom. Me, being so prone to cursing myself with bad luck, say 'Oh, no problem, she won't care' and head downstairs. I tell her and she tells me no. I freak out, because I had to be kind towards my brother and then I get told it was all for nothing?! Seriously?! So I argue and argue, and then my mom says fine. But I have to go tell my brother.

Can you guess how that worked out?

I wanted to tear him to pieces, then and there, but I stayed the better person and went back downstairs to tell my mom, who told me it was too late to use the computer anyways. So I went to sleep. THEN, I wake up this morning and the fight continues, and at 6:00 p.m. I had to do homework, then I asked if afterwards I could use the computer. My brother gave me one hour on the computer anyways, so he said if I didn't exceed the hour, but THANK GOD FOR SUNDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL! He got distracted and I've been on line ever since. It's 8:27 p.m. now, and I'm so happy.

Ya know why?

Because it just goes to show you that I ALWAYS WIN!!!!!! Muhuhahaha!

Talk to a hobo, eat some chili with that hobo, fly to my home planet, and watch the bright green sunset. Love the world and always look forward, eat MORE chili with your new hobo friend, and give funny names to cute animals (Not Paco the Majestic Turkey, Tralala my pet purple goose or George my pet bright orange opossum).

-Hamie♥