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Katchup 'n Mustard
bitched @ 4:53 p.m. on 12-01-03 So lunch is now over and here I am hurrying my ass up to give you an update. This past weekend was boring as hell, so there�s nothing really significant about it. Thanksgiving was like a regular day except we all ate until our bellies stuck out like potbelly pigs. Then we all migrated over to my tia�s plush couched and leaned all over one another trying to catch our breath because we were all so full. We watched Home Alone and laughed, reminisced a little, made fun of one another and then my brother and I played on my tia�s treadmill. Of course him being the show off that he is started walking backwards on it and spinning around in circles. When it was my turn he kept trying to make me go faster and faster. I had to kick his ass. Oh how I will miss these days, because as soon and puberty hits him I won�t be able to kick his ass no longer, how sad. My mommy got a new car, it�s so damn cool. It�s a black 2003 Mitsubishi Outlander XLS! To check some of this shizzle out go here: Shizzle. Hers has a sunroof and leather shizzle, man it�s the bomb. I can�t believe I actually like something my mom got! Man I wish it was mine, I keep pretending my brakes are really really bad even though they are just bad and she keeps givin me rides! Whoohoo! I be working it like no otha! Yea so I must tell the story of how this came to be� It all started when my mom�s car was umm� Well� taken. So she needed a new one. She told me she was looking for an Outlander so I checked out the Roseville auto mall site and showed her some. We went up there the next day (Friday) and she said we were going to LOOK at cars. Next thing I know we�re sitting in the office cubicle waiting to see if she can be financed. Oh my gosh car dealers are SO persistent! My mom said she had NO money to put down and they kept sweetening up the deal higher and higher. It was crayzay! In the mean time the car dealer guy was being extra friendly to me, now I assumed this was because he fancied my mom and was trying to be nice to the kid �c�mon now I was dressed in my baggiest pants and all my GC gear so I looked like a 16 year old �a fat one at least. Anyways mom says that he was hitting on me, and I say he was hitting on her. We went back and forth and back and forth about this. In the end I realized he was in deed� hitting on me. He kept insisting we go to a concert together and my DUMBASS was thinking, �Gee why is this guy wanting to suck up to me so much to get to my mom?� hahahahaha! Sometimes I am so stupid I crack myself up. So the rest of the weekend was joyriding in moms car, she�s a grandma driver though so I mostly was just pressing all the neat buttons and making her mad, and I vow to stick my head out that sunroof while she�s driving, she�ll kill me, but it�ll be worth it. Saturday she picked up the babies but I didn�t really spend much time with them because Friday night I was up alllll night reading Zoe Dean�s �The A-List� and laughing/crying/screaming. It�s positively the next best thing to Gossip Girl. I didn�t get to see the babies so much cuz I was asleep �dead asleep. I had gone to bed at 6 that morning and slept until 11 than saw the babies for two seconds and went back to bed for like oh geez lets just say I woke up around 4. The babies were being little shits anyways, they said they were mad at me because I yelled at them. I do not recall yelling at them and proceeded to say so when they denied any occasion of me being polite. This caused me to get hurt feelings and get into a mini-argument with a 3 year old. Elias can be such a shit. Than Isaiah said he was mad at me. I said why and he said because Elias was. So I gave Elias my keys and all was forgiven. I guess this mean I �bought� their approval also. Thanks to Cindy I now believe that I buy peoples approval �so she says. I hate that I can�t say whatever the FUCK I want in this diary without someone blowing a gasket. Whatever happen to free speech? Whatever happen to personal opinions and thoughts? But than I collect myself, take a deep breath and realize that people may get upset that I express my feelings on the internet which �lets face it, is NOT privacy at all. But to me I don�t really give a shit because I do not know everyone on the internet. Bah bah said the sheep. So I just was humiliated just now at work. I answered the phone (by the way I HATE answering phones for this specific reason) and he asked all these questions I do not understand and I�m like hey buddy I�m only answering phones, I�m new here. He kept acting like I should KNOW these things and his tone of voice was enough to make me want to cry �I�m such a sissy! Bah! Screw that jerk and his evil tone! Well since I had to work throughout the day and oh shit I�ll just finish later. Peace. You Know You Love This Bitch, ~JBehrsGurl P.S. http://realadvice.diaryland.com/friendfound.html I was gonna keep it on the DL but I changed my mind cuz I blabbed about it anyways. << | >> MOVED - 09-08-04 test - 08-18-04 Hola El Stupido - 06-09-04 Hola El Stupido - 06-09-04 Whoa Momma! - 05-24-04 Even OLDER... |