Gorillaz - Clint Eastwood OR Dropkick Murpheys - Loyal To No Onr



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I'm trying to remain as calm and collected as I can and not whine to people about my shit day today.
well OK more like a shit day'n a half or so.

Week started out normaly with the two terrors in school... thank gods for that place. Anyway the week went on and me checking my mail I found a letter from my friend Kirby asking if I wanted to hang out from a week earlier. I wrote her a reply [after one I'd writen before] and told her that I could now hang out and stuff. She said she'd come visit on wednesday. Didn't happen. Thursday then! I ended up calling her and she sounded sicker then a dog D: Told her to get some rest and that I'd call her when I had a chance :/ kinda felt like she was missing out on the AWESOME couch we got that very day o.o but she's sick what coudl I do? *shrugs* Hope she gets better is all I have to say! Least I got to hang out with my pops and mom with out my sisters screaming over some stupid teenage shit for my mom to come see... oh and an added bonus! I got to eat some chinese take out that day! :D

Grocery day arrives! My pops and grammy go out to get the stuff we need. They come back with a story to tell. They tell their tale of woe to us about how they got pretty much pushed out of the way while trying to get some groceries at a second store. Guess that'll teach that pesky cashier to let people get pushed around! >:C

[AND THE CHERRY TO TOP THE SHIT SUNDAE!/i]

Today I woke up 'round about 10ish in the morning because my mom had to drive my grammy to dialysis because her bus didnt come... friggin bus .___. Needless to say I get up, smooth out my bed stuff [f*k makin the damned thing >.>], got dressed, and waved off my mom and grammy as they went off. My mom had told me [along with grammy >>] that my sister's boyfriend was NOT to come over. Well I cleaned up a bit swept the floor and decided to snag a candy for myself... with out droppin a beat! "Mom said those are for gramma!" This came from my sister after I'd unwrapped said candy >> peh... Anyway day went on I washed dishes answered the phone a few times. My pops came home early saying he got sick at work. I tended to him gave him some green tea and a sammich [as per instructions from mom o.o]. After everything settled down a bit who calls up? >.> Sister's boyfriend! Now its only fair to tell ya that I hate the guys guts... not because he's trying to worm his trouser snake into my sister's panties... but for the reason he tends to invite himself over whenever he feels like dropping in.... Lets get one thing crystal clear...:

[i]I HATE UNINVITED GUESTS!

So anyway AFTER I tell my sister, still on the phone with mr dropbyanyfuckingtimehepleases, that he's not supposed to come over what happens? HE FUCKING INVITES HIMSELF OVER! Not but half an hour or so later there he is... I tell my youngest sister to tell him he cant stay here. Both sisters at this point are outside. OK I let some time pass so they can get their hugs and shit in... almost an hour passes and I hear a car door close. No one's in site so what do I do? Slap on my hoody storm out open the car door and order everyone out. At this point I'm a bit pissed... Then upon telling my sister's to come inside and the boyo to go home... My sister does the oh so f*kin predictable thing... "Fuck you!" In basic turns... cant paraphrase because it's kinda blurred... oh well I get pissed and start yelling after punching the front door and putting a pretty good dent in it... Yea wonderful >.> now our front door's got a dent in its meshing or whatever ya'd call that stuff.

By this time my tempers flaring like a box of roadside torches in a bonfire. So I basicaly yell back to her "FINE YOU LOST YOUR FUCKING TV THEN AND CABLE!" And promptly go in lock the door behind me and proceed to tear ass back to her room to tear MY tv out of her room along with MY cable box. Needless to say she wont get those back to fuckin soon...

After that I set down and play some on my dads comp waiting for the odd couple to get back home. Well no sooner do I start making my grammy's hamburger then do I hear the door of the truck close outside. [we have two diff vehicles] So I rush to unlock the door after plating the burger. I set back down and relax until who comes through the door with the terrible two? Mr. I'mheretostay comes trotting in like a lost puppy. I think "fine... thats fine... their home its somewhat excusable I still hate you but its excusable...' My bigmouthed sister comes out after a few moments and says "Oh mom [my name here] was in the 'worthers'! He said to me 'i didnt know it was all for her!'" I speak up to clear my name and say I only had one. Grammy's got a way of saying thing's that'll piss me off in a flash! So she takes a look at her lil candy jar and says "looks like someone's been takin more then one... and I know who it is." In basic she was pointing a big red neon sign at me saying "Hey fat kid stay outta my fuckin candy!"

Well that was it... i'd had it... I stormed into the kitchen slam back a shot of whiskey then storm outside promptly picked up my broken pick axe handle and proceeded to beat the living shit outta every fallen piece of fruit I could find. My mom... she can be a saint at times. She comes out and ask's what's got me so pissed off. I explain what had happened before she got home and she goes and tells my sister to lay off me and to appologize. What's my sister responce? Pretty much 'No'.

So at the end of the day... there's one less TV in the house and yes... My temper's not yet cooled but it's cooled enough to say:

Gnight all and have a nice day :D