Monday, March 21, 2011

Bad bad bad bad bad bad mood

There in that McDonald's, my parents and sister are on the laptops shamelessly exploiting the free WiFi internet.  Not that I don't appreciate free stuff-- when it comes to my wallet(and food), I'm as stingy as they get.  It's just that we come here so often, the staff got rid of the wall outlets so we couldn't plain our laptops.and stay here for hours.  It's like, if you want to read your pointless emails and ask me stupid questions about them, just get your own damn internet, and if you can't because a certain *someone* in our house can't be a friggin adult, kick her the help out already!  Stop whining that she's out of control and saying she's gotta move out every single time she hits us and we call the cops but alp that happens is we get laughed at and in the end WE'RE the shitheads for trying to tell someone our problems.  Forgive the run-on sentence.  I guess I'm just frustrated because a second ago my parents were talking to a parent at school about something which they hqve NO business.spreading, because in the end I'M the only one who has to live with the consequences while they go loss off about how so-and-so is a bitch and the world OS unfair but you just have to swallow this BS and ask for seconds.  By the way, why does your sister have a D in this class and an F in that class?  Aren't you helping her?   What do you mean, don't ask me?  What a bitch!  You don't even care.
Well, whatever.  We've all heard this story before, so what does it really matter.  If just screaming in the wind here with my insignificant nonsense.  I mean, compared to the shit that's happening in Japan and the Commies that are taking over the whole Goldman world, not to mention the pending apocalypse that's just around the corner, I probably sound like another one of those smog-nosed brats who'll follow the leftist agenda.and run this country into the ground when her generation takes over.  But you know what?  Everyone's entitled to their own shirt life and I don't have one, so I'm going to rant about it on this Nobody's blog that no one- not even my sister- reads.  Good freaking day to you to.
Life was made a billion times better when we read a short story by Kurt Vonnegut as a precursor to the novel we're being assigned in English class.  We had to watch the movie version to.  I freaking hated it.  I mean, I get what you're trying to tell me: we're going to give up our rights, the government will take over, qnd life will suck.  Guess what?  I ALREADY KNEW THAT, DIPSHIT.  I can't stand any of this sentimental crap anymore.  Who cares?  Nothing anybody says will change the outcome.  I'm giving up on this half-baked world, this imitation of life.  I don't care if I have to wrap myself in some fantasy between books, music, art, and movies.  As long as they're tolerable, its better than a reality.
I'm ashamed of myself.  Just a second ago, a hobo rode up next to the van (where I am blogging away) and asked another hobo to buy him a burger because the staff won't let him inside.  He was going to give him some money and was going to give him 8 cents.for tax, so I opened the door a bit and let him know it was nine cents.  I closed the door immediately afterward so I felt bad when he wanted to talk to me but saw that I didn't want to talk to him, bit that brief connection pit a smile on both our faces.
The world really is terrible, huh?  We watched the movie "Blood Diamonds" in anthropology class today, and I just found out that a girl at my school who did me a huge favor recently went missing.  It's all so unbelievable and terrifying, I don't.really want to believe it.
Well, I didn't get much sleep last bout, so now seems like good time, if ever.  Ciao all, and pardon the jumbled thoughts and.totaled swing.
Seewah


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