homocide is looking good

date: march 5, 2000
time: 12:19 a.m.
listening to: mtv unplugged in new york by nirvana. mainly dumb.
talking to: caela and harmony.

okay so like, i am so mad. let's start at the beginning, shall we?

i never get to see jackie anymore. like, she's always working and shit...so when she had this weekend off, we decided we needed to do something. so this morning i call her up and we decide to go to the mall or whatever. we went to the mall and she bitched the ENTIRE FUCKING TIME. about how she hates shopping and how she's tired and how she doesn't want to be there and blah blah fucking blah. i was all, "why'd you come then?" you know? i mean like, what the fuck, god.

then my ride is late. so we're all like, standing by the doors, waiting and waiting. so i start playing with the handle on the door, heh, and leaning back, holding onto it and shit, you know. i pulled too hard and BAM! the fucker pulled out and there was my ass, on the ground. totally funny. i laughed, she laughed, whatever. my ride FINALLY gets there [about a half hour to fourty-five minutes LATE mind you] and i'm all disgruntled and just in a generally shitty mood cause i was hungry and stuff. so we go to eat and blah blah we get back, after dropping jackie off. i'm on the computer, making a few graphics and such, checking my e-mail.

ten minutes later, jackie calls up. do i want to go out with scott and her to see scream 3? not really. yet i do anyways. *shrugs* i don't know. so like, scott comes over and picks me up with jackie, and we head towards the movie theatre. whatever whatever, we saw the movie, you know how that goes. so like, then we went out to eat [which i didn't want to do either, i wanted to go home] and such. then scott decides he MUST stop at his fucking boyfriend's house. *sigh* now i'm thinking, okay, we'll be there for only 15 minutes, cause i NEED TO GET MY ASS HOME FOR CURFEW.

but nooooo. this is when jackie decides she wants to smoke her fucking POT. *screams* i was sooo fucking mad!! she knows i hate that shit. SHE KNOWS. yet she doesn't care to take MY FEELINGS into con-fucking-sideration. she doesn't ask ME if i'll mind, just fucking goes ahead with it, while i sit there with scott's boyfriend, whom i've NEVER MET before, feeling like an ass while she goes and smokes her fucking pot with scott.

ohhh, my god, i was fucking SEETHING. so then, like, i'm so fucking late for curfew, like, i would be late even if we left RIGHT THEN. so i'm pissed off and bitter about it, and then i can't let them DRIVE now can i? hell no!! so i take scott's keys and have to drive us. i have no license, take note. so then i had to drive us like, the 20 minutes home. sooo fucking pissed. still am. so i'm venting to caela [mad love for it btw *MWAH*], heh.

anyways, so like, i'm mad as hell. i was 10 minutes past curfew, but, thankfully, no one was home. *phew* so they didn't know. GOOD FUCKING THING or i'd be even more mad at her. just...ugh.

i suppose i should go since i'm not making much sense anyways. *sigh*

oh and i'm like, totally sorry for never updating shit on here anymore. i was working on another page. *shrugs*

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