Merry Merry Christmas.. a lot of you should be lucky for the way you spend you holidays. Mine are low-key and I've come to accept that, but I do always wish for more.. I wish for family gatherings and big social scenes, but we can't always get what we want, huh? The entire day was fine until my greatest gift of all was delivered tonight: an arguement with my mother. Good god, those get pretty intense. Over some dishes, really? She kept riding up my butt about it even thoguht I said "Okay". My temper rose and hyperventilation kicked in. She wouldnt stop yelling. I ran to the room to cool off, and she opens the door 10 seconds later and continues to yell at me. Really now? Atleast let me breathe. Photo's of cookies [snowballs] I finished off making for my sister that caused the arguement.
Friday, December 25, 2009
Greatest Gift Delivered Tonight
Friday, December 4, 2009
It Never Made It Out Of The Parking Lot
Oh Jesus..I've come to the conclusion that we can never have perfect Fridays. After having a controversial afternoon with you, I got picked up at the high school by my father. I was craving some good old Dunkin Donuts hot chocolate and a glazed stick [stfu dirty minds] and so we passed by the place on the way home. Back in the car, I had my textbook on my lap with the doughnut in a bag and the foam cup sitting on top. I had my hands on top of my cup because we were in the car and I obviously needed to secure it. I know I should have put it in the cup holder, but I was replying to a text from Ana. At the same time, my father was having trouble trying to get onto Joralemon with the passing cars. Every time he tried, he kept stopping short. Finally, the one time he thought he could go, the incoming car didn't stop and my father stopped shorter than ever! Seconds later, there I am with newly poured, hot, hot chocolate all over my legs and lap. The items that used to be on my lap were now on the floor. I tried to stay still and not freak out since we were in the car, but 2 seconds later, the burning sensation settled in and I was unbuttoning my pants and trying to rip them off. >.> When I tried to sit down again, I immediately popped back up. The hot chocolate had spilled on the seat, too. I hate the fact that my father tried to yell at me right after, too, for having the cup open. I DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH IT. My items never made it out of the parking lot safely, and $3.03 had gone to waste on something I was longing for so much. T.T Oh, look: I O.D'd on a jar of Nutella with a fork tonight- again. :D
Posted by STAPH! at 12:20 AM 0 comments
Labels: dunkin donuts, hot chocolate, mad, money, nutella, skin, spill, text, waste, yell
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Relive The Controller
Today was a good day: nothing too dramatic, nothing too boring. By 3PM I was at the hs for practice with the band. I think Wednesdays will become my favorite days. Its appeals to me more, being with the entire band rather than my section alone. Even though we need work and section time, I still can't deny the feeling I get yelling on the field during drill fighting for enthusiasm. Goodness, some people are just boring when they don't count out loud! :D It makes practice less dreading.
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Labels: band, bummer, enthusiasm, night, practice, wii, yell, zelda
