Sunday, February 17, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
my house is possessed.
the number 6 on my phone doesn't seem to be working today. and for some odd reason, in my phone book there is someone who has the phone number with four 6s in it. i hope to god nobody needs to call them. and on top of that, my dvd played displays "hello" when you turn it on. last night, when me and my brother went to watch a tailor park boys dvd it happily displayed "hell" for us. i think satan is shitting all over my house this week or something. maybe i shouldn't go outside.
long distance screw ups.
i was talking to one of my friends on msn today. it was the second snow day in a row for us so this was under very special circumstances. (keep in mind we live in burlington, which means the schools are never closed, the roads just turn into freezies and transportation is just always canceled but nobody is gonna show up anyways) he said that one our our friends had broken up with some other guy and she is now in a relationship with some other guy.
this doesn't seem that ordinary, does it? well first of all, bless her heart, she is really a kind and funny person. great to be around at parties or get togethers. however, she is a freaking nut job. the first guy she went out with is from minnesoda, and the second one probably from peru or bangladesh. we live in canada. thats right. she has never even met these guys before. she met them on online RPGs. (if you don't know what an RPG is, then stop reading this blog you isolated little screw up and find out what it is. then come back and the rest of the story will make sense)
so therefore under these circumstances, she has never even met this person before. how can you have a relationship with someone if you can't even see them in person? what a shit show. that probably breaks every singe rule of a relationship. this guys could be 40 years olds as well, like come on? do you never watch the news? however i am not like one of those psychopathic parents that thinks everyone is a child molester. i am just stating a possibility.
i was actually involved in a quarrel a little while back with one of her trans continental boyfriends. this was the guy from the united states, and they were having some trouble. i had to sit there and watch them make asses out of themselves as they talked about each other and how they felt. i can tell you how they felt. NOTHING! this kind of stuff doesn't work. you think you love someone then they should at least be right beside you. tards.
and to make matters worse, she technically broke up with me when we started a relationship together for this first boyfriend of hers, the one that i helped in the quarrel with months later. she dumped me for some she had never met. i have lost all faith in mankind. she can go hump her web cam for all i care.
this doesn't seem that ordinary, does it? well first of all, bless her heart, she is really a kind and funny person. great to be around at parties or get togethers. however, she is a freaking nut job. the first guy she went out with is from minnesoda, and the second one probably from peru or bangladesh. we live in canada. thats right. she has never even met these guys before. she met them on online RPGs. (if you don't know what an RPG is, then stop reading this blog you isolated little screw up and find out what it is. then come back and the rest of the story will make sense)
so therefore under these circumstances, she has never even met this person before. how can you have a relationship with someone if you can't even see them in person? what a shit show. that probably breaks every singe rule of a relationship. this guys could be 40 years olds as well, like come on? do you never watch the news? however i am not like one of those psychopathic parents that thinks everyone is a child molester. i am just stating a possibility.
i was actually involved in a quarrel a little while back with one of her trans continental boyfriends. this was the guy from the united states, and they were having some trouble. i had to sit there and watch them make asses out of themselves as they talked about each other and how they felt. i can tell you how they felt. NOTHING! this kind of stuff doesn't work. you think you love someone then they should at least be right beside you. tards.
and to make matters worse, she technically broke up with me when we started a relationship together for this first boyfriend of hers, the one that i helped in the quarrel with months later. she dumped me for some she had never met. i have lost all faith in mankind. she can go hump her web cam for all i care.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
my dad doesn't care part two.
after much tolerance and sucking in fits of rage for his ignorance and greed i have written my mom the following letter in which i think she will be more than happy to comply with. this is a copy of the letter. i actually gave this letter to my mother.
dear mom,
dad got into the box of chocolates that your friend gave to me. it seems either i need to lock my food down or he is just an unstoppable force. earlier, he also ate my bag of chips that i bought for myself. he walked my me and grabbed a handful of them without saying a word. i would have shared with him if he had asked me for some, but he didn't.
also, he has ignored multiple post it notes and scolds from me and rob to shut off the computer when he is done with it so rob can sleep well at night. this is getting too much. i would appreciate very much if you could try to talk to and reason with him because he won't listen to me or rob.
if he continues his selfish and disrespectful acts, i propose that i will password the computer so that he can no longer use it, and we hide all of the snack food in a location where he will not find it. i will tell you the password for the computer so you can still use it at your will. i am just fed up with having to live with a wildabeast for a father. he is acting like such a child so i am proposing to treat him like one.
thanks,
your concerned son, tom.
she said yes.
dear mom,
dad got into the box of chocolates that your friend gave to me. it seems either i need to lock my food down or he is just an unstoppable force. earlier, he also ate my bag of chips that i bought for myself. he walked my me and grabbed a handful of them without saying a word. i would have shared with him if he had asked me for some, but he didn't.
also, he has ignored multiple post it notes and scolds from me and rob to shut off the computer when he is done with it so rob can sleep well at night. this is getting too much. i would appreciate very much if you could try to talk to and reason with him because he won't listen to me or rob.
if he continues his selfish and disrespectful acts, i propose that i will password the computer so that he can no longer use it, and we hide all of the snack food in a location where he will not find it. i will tell you the password for the computer so you can still use it at your will. i am just fed up with having to live with a wildabeast for a father. he is acting like such a child so i am proposing to treat him like one.
thanks,
your concerned son, tom.
she said yes.
my dad doesn't care.
i am hanging out with my friend dustin in the late afternoon. after he arrives we promptly move downstairs into my surprisingly comfortable and exciting basement. i log onto my new awesome laptop and he logs onto a cardboard box filled will rusty screws and licorice wires. my desktop is a piece of shit, but that is a completely unrelated story.
so as we are playing our online game on the computer, i go and retrieve a box of chocolates and cookies that i got as a gift from one of my moms friends. so i open the bin and peal back the plastic, exposing the delectable treats. every once and a while we get up and have one, obviously not having too many because dinner was going to be ready within the hour. a little while after, we are called up for dinner and dig into to teriyaki chicken, mashed potatoes and snow peas.
now look two hours into the future from then. after dinner me and dustin are hungry, so i walk over to once again retrieve the box of chocolates and cookies. i bring the bin over to where we are sitting and glare down into it. 4 spaces that were full are now empty, and the others that were only missing 1 are missing 2 or 3. i then realized that my gorilla of a father used the desktop computer, right beside where the chocolates were.
now this is partially my fault for leaving the chocolates in plain view. god damn it. i should have better than to leave those chocolates out. they are not for him, they are mine. my dad is an obese, selfish little prick that yells and screams. he acts like a 5 year old child but could eat 7. earlier on in the week, i bought a bag of chips which while playing tetris on my laptop and eating, he belligerent takes a handful out of and then walks upstairs without a word. i should have shoved my long, shiny ikea lamp up his fat ass for that one. i wouldn't have minded if he at least asked me to have some.
on top of that, my dad refuses for whatever reason to not turn off the desktop when he is done with it after ignoring several post it notes and scolds from my brother to do so. i am going to give him one last try and if he doesn't comply, he isn't using that computer or eating any snack food. my mom will agree with me, even she knows she married a wildabeast.
so as we are playing our online game on the computer, i go and retrieve a box of chocolates and cookies that i got as a gift from one of my moms friends. so i open the bin and peal back the plastic, exposing the delectable treats. every once and a while we get up and have one, obviously not having too many because dinner was going to be ready within the hour. a little while after, we are called up for dinner and dig into to teriyaki chicken, mashed potatoes and snow peas.
now look two hours into the future from then. after dinner me and dustin are hungry, so i walk over to once again retrieve the box of chocolates and cookies. i bring the bin over to where we are sitting and glare down into it. 4 spaces that were full are now empty, and the others that were only missing 1 are missing 2 or 3. i then realized that my gorilla of a father used the desktop computer, right beside where the chocolates were.
now this is partially my fault for leaving the chocolates in plain view. god damn it. i should have better than to leave those chocolates out. they are not for him, they are mine. my dad is an obese, selfish little prick that yells and screams. he acts like a 5 year old child but could eat 7. earlier on in the week, i bought a bag of chips which while playing tetris on my laptop and eating, he belligerent takes a handful out of and then walks upstairs without a word. i should have shoved my long, shiny ikea lamp up his fat ass for that one. i wouldn't have minded if he at least asked me to have some.
on top of that, my dad refuses for whatever reason to not turn off the desktop when he is done with it after ignoring several post it notes and scolds from my brother to do so. i am going to give him one last try and if he doesn't comply, he isn't using that computer or eating any snack food. my mom will agree with me, even she knows she married a wildabeast.
my school has good point.
high schools are somewhat useful when it comes to sanitations. sometimes. one of these occasions are the signs that border the walls of our crumbling and previously summer flooded library proclaiming "do not eat, drink, or sneeze on the computers". i realize at thts point how truly a dumb ass everyone at this school is. if you are going to sneeze, wouldn't it make sense to use a tissue or something or at least turn your head in a direction that is not filled with a computer or someones face?
because, as well all know, we all want t be typing something and then lift our fingers off the keyboards to find our fingertips layered in some sort of translucent ooze that came rocketing out of someones nose? well that is one isolated school group that i would rather not be a part of. now only if aldershot school could get their act together and purchase desks other than the ones my grandparents went to school with and text books that out date the old testament of the bible. what a shit show. well, at least this way the keyboards of the typewriters will be clean.
because, as well all know, we all want t be typing something and then lift our fingers off the keyboards to find our fingertips layered in some sort of translucent ooze that came rocketing out of someones nose? well that is one isolated school group that i would rather not be a part of. now only if aldershot school could get their act together and purchase desks other than the ones my grandparents went to school with and text books that out date the old testament of the bible. what a shit show. well, at least this way the keyboards of the typewriters will be clean.
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