Dracula
02-23-2003, 07:37 PM
All right... I was supposed to go to the Chicago Auto Show with a bunch of my friends... That's what I was looking forward to all week... And I got these three shitty days...
Friday- Just a normal shitty day at school... I got an hour-long detention for not working on homework... WHEN I WAS DONE WITH HOMEWORK... Fucking teacher, let's take it up to the Dean, making up half of the fucking story saying that I was talking back "disrespectfully"... All I said was "I'm already done with my homework" in a nice, polite way... BOO-FUCK-ITTY-HOO... Yeah, school is pissing me off... Well, then when I thought it was going to be alright, I get home... My sister's pissed off cuz she got in a fight at school... Anywho, a few hours later, my mom's talking on the phone, fighting with her fucking boyfriend... A friend of my sister's beeps in, my mom hears some story, she starts talking with her boyfriend again, and she said "Some guy named Greg got in an accident..." She's talking like it's no big deal... May I also remind you, my jaw hit the floor when she heard that, cuz this Greg guy is my BEST FRIEND... I yell "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY, MOM?" She yells back "I'M ON THE FUCKING PHONE!!!" God, I swear, I was going under a nervous breakdown all because my mom wouldn't answer me... I wanted to know if my friend was ok, or if his life is riding on life-support, or if he's a fucking vegetable... I was flipping out all night. I told my mom to give me a ride to the hospital, and she thought that a little bicker fight with her asshole-for-a-boyfriend was more important than me not seeing my best friend in the Emergency Room... The whole night, my mom kept telling me to shut the fuck up, all because I never knew what happened to him... Well, I guess he's ok now... But that's just the fucking beginning...
Saturday- Woke up late... I hear my mom and her shit-faced-boyfriend fighting in the kitchen... I got up to play my daily dose of Vice City, and next thing I know, my entire stereo system that all my gaming shit is hooked up to... EVERYTHING... My 250$ stereo system DIED... Then my mom's boy-toy... err... boyfriend, walked into my room telling me how I can't take care of anything, saying I abuse all of the shit I own... Fucker... Anywho, I was fucking broke... My mom goes "Wait until your fucking birthday"... In seven months? Yeah, OK, mother... A lot of people owe me money, I could just get my money back some time, and buy a new one... So, I went out to Best Buy and Circuit city, just to look around for new stereo systems... Well, I got some ideas on new systems... But, I'll have to wait... Anywho, got home... Some friends came over... Trashed my room, I was pissed... About 15 minutes after my friends leave, my entire house starts shaking... It was coming from downstairs. We went and checked to see what it was. We thought it was the subpump, but it turned out to be the FURNACE... We all went outside, waited for the Fire Department... They came... They said that the boiler in our basement had a fucked up water pump, leaving a full tank of water right over the furnace... In other words, if we wouldn't have done anything, our house could have... umm... what's the word... umm... oh yeah... BLEW UP. Well, we had to sleep under a pile of blankets, since we couldn't turn the furnace on... I was pissed all night... My mom, still being bitchy, woke me up in the middle of the night, bitch at me on how I can't do anything right... Yeah, mom... uh, I'm tired...I need sleep... Go away... Well, a couple of seconds after that, my futon falls apart, leaving me sleeping on a pile of metal bars and a really thin mattress... And one blanket... Not what I call cozy...
Sunday- I got a phone call from my friend, Dave (my sister's boyfriend, and was here to witness the almost-exploding house) and he said his truck "blew up"... He said he was driving it, and then he hears a bunch of bangs, and flames burst from under the truck, and all the liquid splashes out... I couldn't believe what I heard... Then, he comes over, and we got a phone call from some guy... He said that he called the cops on Dave... (This was actually about the fight that happened on Friday)... So, I'm still waiting for something to happen about that... So, anywho... I'm pissed off...
How was your weekend? :mad:
Friday- Just a normal shitty day at school... I got an hour-long detention for not working on homework... WHEN I WAS DONE WITH HOMEWORK... Fucking teacher, let's take it up to the Dean, making up half of the fucking story saying that I was talking back "disrespectfully"... All I said was "I'm already done with my homework" in a nice, polite way... BOO-FUCK-ITTY-HOO... Yeah, school is pissing me off... Well, then when I thought it was going to be alright, I get home... My sister's pissed off cuz she got in a fight at school... Anywho, a few hours later, my mom's talking on the phone, fighting with her fucking boyfriend... A friend of my sister's beeps in, my mom hears some story, she starts talking with her boyfriend again, and she said "Some guy named Greg got in an accident..." She's talking like it's no big deal... May I also remind you, my jaw hit the floor when she heard that, cuz this Greg guy is my BEST FRIEND... I yell "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY, MOM?" She yells back "I'M ON THE FUCKING PHONE!!!" God, I swear, I was going under a nervous breakdown all because my mom wouldn't answer me... I wanted to know if my friend was ok, or if his life is riding on life-support, or if he's a fucking vegetable... I was flipping out all night. I told my mom to give me a ride to the hospital, and she thought that a little bicker fight with her asshole-for-a-boyfriend was more important than me not seeing my best friend in the Emergency Room... The whole night, my mom kept telling me to shut the fuck up, all because I never knew what happened to him... Well, I guess he's ok now... But that's just the fucking beginning...
Saturday- Woke up late... I hear my mom and her shit-faced-boyfriend fighting in the kitchen... I got up to play my daily dose of Vice City, and next thing I know, my entire stereo system that all my gaming shit is hooked up to... EVERYTHING... My 250$ stereo system DIED... Then my mom's boy-toy... err... boyfriend, walked into my room telling me how I can't take care of anything, saying I abuse all of the shit I own... Fucker... Anywho, I was fucking broke... My mom goes "Wait until your fucking birthday"... In seven months? Yeah, OK, mother... A lot of people owe me money, I could just get my money back some time, and buy a new one... So, I went out to Best Buy and Circuit city, just to look around for new stereo systems... Well, I got some ideas on new systems... But, I'll have to wait... Anywho, got home... Some friends came over... Trashed my room, I was pissed... About 15 minutes after my friends leave, my entire house starts shaking... It was coming from downstairs. We went and checked to see what it was. We thought it was the subpump, but it turned out to be the FURNACE... We all went outside, waited for the Fire Department... They came... They said that the boiler in our basement had a fucked up water pump, leaving a full tank of water right over the furnace... In other words, if we wouldn't have done anything, our house could have... umm... what's the word... umm... oh yeah... BLEW UP. Well, we had to sleep under a pile of blankets, since we couldn't turn the furnace on... I was pissed all night... My mom, still being bitchy, woke me up in the middle of the night, bitch at me on how I can't do anything right... Yeah, mom... uh, I'm tired...I need sleep... Go away... Well, a couple of seconds after that, my futon falls apart, leaving me sleeping on a pile of metal bars and a really thin mattress... And one blanket... Not what I call cozy...
Sunday- I got a phone call from my friend, Dave (my sister's boyfriend, and was here to witness the almost-exploding house) and he said his truck "blew up"... He said he was driving it, and then he hears a bunch of bangs, and flames burst from under the truck, and all the liquid splashes out... I couldn't believe what I heard... Then, he comes over, and we got a phone call from some guy... He said that he called the cops on Dave... (This was actually about the fight that happened on Friday)... So, I'm still waiting for something to happen about that... So, anywho... I'm pissed off...
How was your weekend? :mad: