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Ketchup Ha! I got to add an entry! Yey! My computer has been messing up badly.. Anyway, I would have written yesterday, but I have a matter on my mind. Okay, yesterday my mom and I went to her quilt class lady's place, and the only reason I went was cause I was getting shopping and lunch out of it, and we were sitting there and the topic of school budgets came up. The quilt lady looks at my mom when she said that she thinks academics is more important than sports, and says, and I quote, "Well the school shouldn't be teaching a child how to play an instrument or dance ballet, either.." So, here's what I thought: WHAT THE FUCKING HELL?! I saw the stack of CDs you have in the corner...Now first of all, if the schools didn't teach kids how to play music, how many of those fucking CDs would be sitting there?! Plus, it's SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN that being able to play an instrument and read music and write music and whatever helps your brain and your thinking process. It's proven that it makes you SMARTER!!! So, next, after we make music obsolete and we're all mindless fucking drones, how about we get rid of art, too? Then there'd be no people to come up with ideas for material, so there would be no quilts! Yeah! And, then since no one could design clothes, we'll al lbe exactly fucking the same, and then maybe someone will be happy! FUCK OFF BITCH! So yeah, that pissed me off a bit. Anyways, I went in by my grandma today. Yeah, we had a pretty good time. Not too bad or anything. Actually, she asked me to go in the crawl space in her basement and get some stuff out for her, and I found a box of old liquor. All unopened. Some imported. There's this stuff from France that's in a ceramic bottle that's actually shaped like the Eiffel Tower! Then there's a bottle from Mexico that has a sombrero on top as a cap, and there's some peach stuff from there. There's a bottle of wine that's from waaaaaaaay back there...sounds really good...My grandma said that next weekend when I'm over there I can try it all! :P She said she just doesn't want me to get sick from it. Oh, there's STRAWBERRY DAQUIRI MIX! *drools* Anyway, yeah, I have to go help with a rummage sale and help watch my cousins. So...three days with my grandma, who wines and dines me, and a box full of new (to me) liquor to try! Yeah! And, since it's in the basement, it's already chilled! Um, tomorrow we get to go look at an 82 El Camino! Fuck yeah! But my grandpa and mom attacked me about how no one sells freon (sp?) anymore, and that I'd have to not only find the leak in the AC, but get the freon drained and then buy the other coolant. Well, I don't care. I don't need AC right now. Not at this point. I mean, when I get my license it'll be winter! So who cares if I don't have it yet! Not me. I'm fine. As long as I have an El Camino. And on Sunday my dad said if I get it, I might be able to take it to my grandma and grandpa's for Father's Day. Of course, my brother would drive, but if he tries anything, I WILL FUCKING RIP HIS BALLS OFF AND BURN HIS TRUCK!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, I'm gonna be fucking protective over an El Camino! Umm...Not much else to say...Started to rearrange my room, it's not working so far, but my ultimate goal is to get my bed in front of my closet where my desk is, so I can sit on my bed and use my computer, and then the wall that my bed used to be on is going to be my music wall. There's some wrestling stuff on there, but some of the things are coming down and I'm going to print out a bunch of pictures of musicians and stuff, and tape them all together to make a huge poster, and pin it on the wall. So yeah..Then I won't have to move my fucking amp every time I finish using it. Otherwise it gets in the way. My brother is pissing me off. He won't shut up and stop taking everything I say so seriously. Eck. He's annoying. I'm going to go drink a soda. \m/ Oh, yeah...Go figure, I get my period at my gramma's today, and (end of girlie stuff) there are like a million hot girls and guys that I see today. Fuck. Now I'm hornier than hell!!! Why do I always get horny during that shit? Anyway... |