Irritated.

January 30, 2007 Uncategorized

Even though we came from the same two people, it’s startling to see how very different my sisters and I are. For instance, they always call me immature for my sense of humour and the fact that I joke around often. Okay, so maybe I am immature in that aspect, but at least I’m mature where it counts.

I know Josephine is only 14 and she has a lot of growing to do, but her recent behaviour towards one girl has been getting on my nerves. This Hayley character used to be friends with Josephine - she was over during the summer and attended our family gathering pool party. Yeah, I’ll admit that I didn’t like her. I found the mere fact that she flirted nonstop with my 29 year old cousin, my dad and my then boyfriend very irritating. I found her attitude rather annoying as she was always searching for attention - mostly from men. That’s a bad habit to get into, espeically so young.

I guess Josephine decided in September that Hayley was no longer her friend. I get that, I wouldn’t be tight with that girl either - she’ll only get into trouble and bring Josephine down with her if she continues in that distructive path. Since September, Josephine has been telling me stories about Hayley and why she hates her.

Josephine will no longer wear her coat because “that fucking bitch” bought the same one. Hayley also has the same sweater, same back, and recently - same haircut. It pisses Josephine off because she’s “copying her style”. Josephine told my dad about it in the car when he picked us up after our exam. “Dad, I hate Hayley. She has the same haircut as me.” Obviously my dad couldn’t help but laugh. He’s a dad, he wouldn’t understand trivial girl things like that. Hell, I don’t even understand trivial girl things like that, and last time I checked I’m still a girl.

Recently Josephine’s MSN name has changed to “watch your back you fucking tramp, you’re gonna get fucking smashhed!” When I asked her about the name, she told me it was towards Hayley. I sort of lectured her about it, because saying things like that is stupid and immature. Fighting and smashing peoples faces in gets you no where in life. I tried to make Josephine see a little bit of this girls side.

Not only did she lose a friend, but Josephine’s sucessfully managed to ensure that all of their mutual friends hate Hayley too. Personally, I think this whole copying Jo thing is Hayley’s attempt at winning her friendship back, or at least getting some attention from other people. Josephine really is quite pretty and very popular in school, it comes as no surprise to me that somebody is copying her style. Dad and I both tried to get her to talk to Hayley about the whole situation instead of retaliating this way but she blew up at us both. She perfers this method - a method that could seriously fuck a person up.

It irritates me that someone who cried during that low budget film called Odd Girl Out staring Alexa Vega would treat somebody this way. Yes, Hayley might not be a desireable person in terms of friendship - she constantly back stabbed Josephine during their short flight at friendship by stealing boyfriends and what not - but this is ridiculous. I’m afraid Josephine will do something stupid, and end up having all her current friends hate her and side with the other girl.

Or worse, cause considerable damage to Hayley. I don’t like the girl, but I don’t wish bullying on anybody - especially this kind of bullying. The kind of bullying that turns ones friends against you, makes you feel completely isolated and alone. The kind of bullying in Odd Girl Out that made Josephine cry everytime she watched it because she felt the girls pain. How come she can’t feel this girls pain? I can even see it. Today she was in the lunchroom and I’m pretty sure the girls with her were warning her about Josephine’s anger towards her haircut. She tried to act like she didn’t care, like it didn’t bother her but it did - you could tell by the look in her eyes.

Josephine is the type of person who won’t listen to reason. She is the type of person who finds things out the hard way, and even then who won’t learn her lesson to the full extent that most people will. If she does, she doesn’t show it and goes right back to being the way she was before whatever situation blew up in her face. I’m worried because this isn’t the kind of attitude to have, the kind of person to be. It’s difficult to sit back and watch all this happening and not be able to say anything to prevent it because she’d just get mad.

Recently

January 28, 2007 Uncategorized

The stress of exams is getting to me, putting pressure on other situations in my life. I dislike how I can never be upset about the thing that’s actually bothering me and everything else has to be involved. It’s pointless to say I’ve been bummed out lately because I’m sure everyone could tell that already by my tone in recent posts.

The sleepover was fun, although we didn’t get around to the naked pillow fight and practice kissing sessions that Avi was excited about. We did make mudmasks out of oatmeal and yogurt blended together, it was nasty. What’s even nastier is the pictures we took - we look so gross! It looks like someone barfed on our faces and rubbed it in. Next time, we plan on using actual store bought mudmasks. While we waited for the masks to harden, we played a couple truth games. We each wrote down a few secrets and switched it up, so we could learn stuff about each other. Then we played Truth or Dare. JD was the only one who took a dare, and her dare was to drink some of the “oily skin” mudmask - which was made out of honey and baking soda. It smelt so bad, I’m really surprised she drank it. I couldn’t even take standing near it.

After that I got a sudden creative burst and wrote two more chapters for the fanfiction I started two years ago while Chelsee chatted online with people and JD watched TV and eventually fell asleep. Chelsee and I didn’t fall asleep til nearly four.

They left around 11 this morning. I went back to bed with the notion that Nifty was coming over after he worked. By the time he was finished catalogs it was 5:30; rather pointless for him to come over as the 6 o’clock bus would get in around 7 and my dad would have to drive him home around nine. But he insisted on coming because he had promised he would be there and he wanted to see me. My dad was really annoyed though, apparently he forgot that I called him this morning and explained to him Nifty wouldn’t be able to come over until after dinner. Turns out that Nifty missed his bus anyway.

So he promises to come down tomorrow and be there for when I finish writing my math exam.

Spoil Sport?

January 27, 2007 Uncategorized

Chelsee and Jessica Dawn are over for a “girls night”, except I can’t seem to enjoy myself fully, and it sucks. Nifty called me today with the news that he has to work tomorrow. Apparently they’re making him come in. I asked him why he couldn’t just say no, and he said that he told them about already having plans with me but they told him it “wasn’t a good enough excuse”.

Firstly, I’ve worked in fast food before. I know that if you aren’t scheduled to work and if you say no, then you don’t get into trouble. They can’t force you because you weren’t scheduled. Nifty believes they can force him though, because they manipulate him into doing what they want. It seems like Nifty can’t say no to anybody - anybody but me that is.

It seems to happen pretty much everytime we make plans to hang out. It even happens when I’m there. He ends up getting a call asking him to come in, and because he can’t say no he goes. Yeah, I’m glad he has good work ethic, but come on. If you have plans you have plans. There is a schedule for a reason.

Now I’m all bummed out thinking about it again. Great.

A Busy Weekend

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It seems like every weekend when I don’t have anything better to do, nobody wants to hang out with me, but as soon as I have stuff I need to do (like that Math review) then I overbook my weekend. But that’s quite all right. I need this weekend, I haven’t had a major social life with the girls lately, as any going out time is spent on Nifty.

Last night, JD slept over. We rented Hoodwinked and The Covenant. The Covenant was awesome, I saw it at the AMC with Nifty. Hoodwinked was kind of funny but nothing to get excited over. After the movies, we sort of freaked each other out with ghost stories. We had trouble falling to sleep, and both text messaged our boyfriends confessing our undying love and asking them to never forget us - haha.

Today JD and I were supposed to go over to Chelsee’s house, but my dad basically said no because my 14 year old sister is too chicken to stay home alone, but he said they could both sleep over tonight again too. Hopefully Chelsee’s down for that idea. Then on Sunday, Nifty’s taking a bus down around ten, so he’ll get here for eleven. That’s when we’ll drop off Chelsee and JD (if they sleep over) and pick up Nifty from the bus stop.

I’ll fit in finishing my Math review at some point today, perhaps while we’re waiting for the cookies we plan on baking to bake. I’ll get it done. I’m the best multitasker around.

But all in all, it should be an awesome weekend!

Guys, I’m Serious This Time.

January 25, 2007 Uncategorized

So I’ve started hard core studying for my G1 - again. I’ve taken the online test countless time (and I failed 3 out of the 4 times) and I plan on reading the Offical Drivers Handbook front to back at least three times. I’ve picked out a date - early February to the middle of February, no later then the 15th. This time I’m serious. I need to get it, I want to get it. I need to ensure that I’ll be free and independant for college instead of relying on my parents and Kathrynn to drive me. I want to be able to drive as soon as I can.

I just hope that I don’t fail. I would have liked to go by the end of January but with exams starting tomorrow, I don’t see that happening. Plus I really don’t want to go on a Friday afternoon. I plan on going early in the morning sometime so I don’t have to wait.

I should have done this ages ago. In the past, studying for it gets hard because I would find myself falling slightly behind in my classes. That’s why I want to go when it’s fresh in my mind. I’m going to try my hardest this time to not let myself put it on the back burner; I should have gotten my licence a year ago.

I have advice to all you parents out there. Tell your kids you are going to take them right on their birthday, whether they’ve studied or not, or else you won’t drive them anywhere. I’ve been lazy. I’ve felt no need for it. I’m sure if my parent’s had done something like that then I would have gone when I turned 16. No, I am not blaming my laziness on my parents, I’m just saying I’ve never really felt a reason for getting it as they drive me anywhere I want to go. However, I’ve just started realizing how stupid I look being driven to school when all of my peers get into cars of their own and drive themselves. Yeah, can you say pathetic much?

So I will buckle down and study this time, and hopefully with the help of JD and other friends - I’ll be able to stay on task.

In Charge - Or Not

January 24, 2007 Uncategorized

So my mother left about 20 minutes ago, and is offically on vacation. I really, really hope we behave ourselves for my dad, or else my mom might not be aloud to go on any more trips. I’m saying this because I can only behave myself if everyone else is behaving, meaning if they start being assholes to me for no reason then I will find it very difficult to restrain retaliation, but I promise to try.

I’ve already made up a chores list (which I smartly entitled “Uh Oh! Mom’s Gone!! Chores We Have To Do:“) and I’m on dish duty and pet duty (which consists of feeding the animals, cleaning up barf and dealing with the nasty cat box). In my opinion, I took the less popular jobs. I put Josephine on laundry and Kathrynn on vacuuming. Aren’t I a good sister? I’m hoping this week goes by smoothly, with no trouble. I can assure everyone that I won’t start it this week! Although I might have to finish it…

Anyway, I got my mark back on my English I.S.U - the one I worked ever so hard on making Karen do the title page ensuring that it was perfect. I got a 96% on it, which isn’t so bad. My mark is currently sitting at a 84% but will either go up or down after my teacher marks the comic assignment and such. I think I’ll be okay for History too, which is good. I remember Mr. S’s exams are always pretty damn easy, so I should have no problem with that especially if I study.

Mr. Redhead has yet to give me a mark update - but claims that I should be fine for the exam. He actually complimented me today on my English skills - apparently all the teachers talk about how great I am in English or something, because he was being all nice to me about it. I sincerely doubt I’m going to finish my math assignment before exams (I don’t see my dad having the time - especially this week - to take me to a home hardware store) so I really do hope that I am okay for the exam.

But yes, I should go finish my Math review. Mr. Redhead has allowed us to use as many sheets as we want for the cheat sheet, so score.

Nothing Bladder Be The Matter

January 23, 2007 Uncategorized

I already blogged about going to Nifty’s yesterday (and the lovely encounters that I faced), but I forgot to mention something rather funny. Apparently, his father is concerned I have a bladder infection as he thinks I go to the bathroom far too much.

I explained to Nifty (so that he hopefully could talk to his dad) that I don’t have a bladder infection, just a really tiny bladder. Not to mention, I hate the feeling of having to pee. I can’t stand it. I’ve always been secretly terrified of holding it in too long and peeing my pants. I also don’t want to get a bladder infection by holding it in too long. So now I feel awkward about even peeing in Nifty’s house because I’m mentally picturing everyone tallying up how many times I pee during my stay there. Great huh?

My stomach was really sore today (I really think it has something to do with my consumption of Captain Crunch Cereal - that can’t be good for your stomach) so I stayed home from school today and finished the way over due comic assignment for English. I’m rather pleased with the little poem I wrote on all the different emotions the characters in the comics I picked had. It went something like this:

After Dinner Farts

January 22, 2007 Uncategorized

I’m rather stuck up, I can admit it. There’s no shame in being a little prissy and very er, anal about farting (pune intended). I was brought up hearing that lady’s don’t fart, they fluff - and in private. Burping is only okay if my dad does it first, then it’s a joke. If we do it first, it’s rather rude because ladies don’t do it. I don’t know. I’m super prissy when it comes to bodily functions while I’m eating dinner, and I can’t stand it when someone farts near me. It’s gross. If you have to fart, you can move downwind from where I am and make sure I can’t hear it.

Apparently, things are very different in other house holds. When I was friends with Chelsee, everyone farted and it was funny. I used to hate it when she farted around me because I thought it was gross and unlady-like. My opinion hasn’t changed. In Nifty’s household, it’s much the same. They don’t hold it in at all. Well, that’s not true - at Nifty’s birthday dinner, his dad left the room because he felt some coming on. Nifty’s already farted on me three times, twice were a joke and once today. He was sitting on my lap and I was giving him a hug because he got yelled at and I wanted to make him feel better, but how does he repay me? By farting. Really loudly. I could feel the wind on my legs. It was nasty. I did get very mad.

Then at dinner his 9 year old sister farted very loudly right beside me while I was eating. After she left when her work was done, I tried to explain why farting grossed me out - especially when it’s done on or around me, and especially when I’m eating.

“We were obviously raised differently,” I tried to explain. “I was raised ‘lady-like’, and farting isn’t lady like.” I wasn’t meaning to be rude about it, but that’s the way I was rised. Nifty thought I was insulting his parents - he didn’t get mad, he laughed and told me he should tell his parents. He won’t, because he knew I wasn’t meaning to insult anybody - but it was still pretty embarrassing.

Anyway, I’ve grown fond of Nifty’s nine year old sister now - even after her whole farting near me thing. She’s the nine year old, who always seems too close to comfort. While Nifty was getting a “talking to” about school and skipping (yes, that rebel. I’m gonna smack him), she was keeping me company and talking about the boy she likes. She was saying that he doesn’t like her because she’s fat, and that she wants to get skinny for him so that he’ll like her - she’s nine years old! Nine year olds shouldn’t worry about that shit! I hate the media, I really do. She shouldn’t already be unhappy with who she is, or worrying about why she’s not perfect enough for some little fourth grader who picks his nose on a daily basis - wait, Nifty picks his nose too. Okay, not the best arguement but I’m sure you all see my point.

Just because I think we look pretty damn cool in this picture, I’m putting up the one of JD and I at lunch wearing the super huge shop glasses as a random thing to put up. I know a lot of people don’t like blogs with lots of pictures but I’m cute so it’s okay (that’s me being sarcastic, in case you didn’t know). If you disagree, deal with it. I probably disagree with a lot of the things you say or do too - but probably not.

McDonalds Should Ban Us

January 21, 2007 Uncategorized

After I posted my last entry, my dad came up stairs and offered to drive me as the weather was pretty bad. I called Nifty’s house hoping to get a hold of his dad, but got Nifty instead - the little bugger was skipping school to play Zelda Twilight Princess! Anyway, I asked if his dad had left yet and he said “No, he’s still asleep,” so I told him my dad would drive me and that I would be there soon, and to tell his dad thanks but he didn’t have to. Just as we were getting our boots and coats on, Nifty’s dad drove up the driveway. Imagine if he had been 5 minutes later, my dad and I would have already left and he would have been knocking on the door for a long time and most likely get pissed and never drive Nifty over again.

I was sure to lecture him when I got there. He was playing Zelda Twilight Princess with one of his friends, Samurai Guy. It was kind of awkward because Samurai Guy doesn’t ever talk, he’s very shy, and he appears to have a split personality from what Nifty tells me. Nifty sort of kicked him out about 30 minutes later though, I thought he’d mind but apparently Samurai Guy didn’t really care. I guess he saw it coming.

On Friday, we hung out for a while at his house and had a nap because Nifty was tired - big surprise, he’s always tired. That’s what you get for staying up all night to play Zelda Twilight Princess. Then we went to McDonalds for dinner and rented Employee of the Month as Dirty Dancing 2: Havana Nights wasn’t availible to rent. Employee of the Month was pretty good, even though it had Jessica Simpson in it. After the movie, Nifty made us hot chocolate and then he went back to playing Zelda Twilight Princess while I sort of watched and doozed off. It’s a pretty cool game if you’re playing it, but not when you’re just sitting there watching someone play it. I’d ask every once in a while to play and he’d give me the controller for like 5 minutes before taking it back, the jerk. Even though I saved his ass a lot of the time with my suggestions that he always found stupid but were always right.

The next day, I was all excited cause we would get to hang out together for a full day - which we’ve not yet done. Guess what though? He got called into work. I was pretty mad because I hate going down to see him then having to hang out with his younger sisters while he works. He was only working for two hours though, then he came back and we got to hang out for a few hours before his friend Beeman and his girlfriend came over. We went to McDonalds - again - and then rented The Illusionist, which was a pretty good movie. After the movie we sort of just hung out in Nifty’s room for an hour or so. Nifty and Beeman played video games and I just kinda drifted off to sleep because I was tired while Beeman’s girlfriend played on her iPod. The guys finally got the hint to pay more attention to us, because Nifty dove on me (which hurt) and they both started playing the guitar for us. Then I had to go home - which sucked.

It was a really fun weekend, but McDonalds really should lock up whenever we come around - even though they make good money off us thanks to Nifty’s three burgers, supersized drink and fries, and my combo #2 that I never can fully finish.

Crazy Beautiful

January 19, 2007 Uncategorized

So on this lovely P.A Day I was able to have just one bowl of Captain Crunch cereal before the box was empty, so scratch my plan of wandering around aimlessly while eating Captain Crunch all day. I suppose I shouldn’t have done that the weekend before - as I would still have a lot more Captain Crunch left.

It’s nearly two and I’m getting a little worried. Today, I am supposed to go over to Nifty’s house for yet another sleepover. He’s letting me rent Dirty Dancing 2: Havana Nights so I’m pretty pumped. He told me that his dad would call me before he left, and I haven’t got a phone call yet even though he was supposed to leave between 1 pm and 2 pm. Nifty’s still at school, so I can’t call him. I’ll probably end up getting a phone call from Nifty around 3:30 pm (when he’s home from school) saying they can’t pick me up tonight because it’s snowing out. Which is no good, as I spent quite a long time getting ready and making sure I looked cute. What? I didn’t have anything better to do, and it’s not like when looking at me you’d be able to tell how long it took or how pathetic I am for taking so long. Perhaps I just wanted to make the process last longer, so that I’d have something to do. In any case, I’m really bored waiting. I hope I get a phone call or something soon.