i've got some GOOD ones today!
first of all, i'd like to point out that SOMEone was having some yuks at one of my previous blogs. supposedly i was "ranting about rants....classic!" and this person was having a hoot at me having written a huge rant and having it wiped out so that i got mad about having to write another one. is this actually funny?! personally, i don't think it's all that funny, but then again, it could be another case of *doug christie turned sideshow bob* laughing not at what i do, but just at me. ah, memories of the abuse i took in high school. size-15 footprints on my clean white shirts, which incidentally were a great indicator of the weather... ok, no more memory lane - it's getting embarrassing (altho nothing could overshadow today's embarrassment of the swedish hockey team losing to belarus...sorry, had to throw it in!).
my biggest rant of the day is about moms. yes, i ranted about brothers earlier this week and i'm sure sisters will hit the list sometime soon. but moms. nosy!! y'see, i got some flowers last week. very pretty ones. and lots. anyway, i tried to keep them in my room to avoid stupid questions from my mom. however, my room tends to turn into a greenhouse in the winter, so it was pretty hot and the flowers were starting to wither!! i had to suck it up and save my roses from dying....i moved them downstairs. if you read my blog from saturday, that's when i moved them down. my mom saw them and was like, "oh, who're those from?" and i said, "a friend." and she asked if it was the friend that just left, referring to james. AUUUUGH, like, NO they're not from him!! and then albert came over after, so she prolly thinks they're from him!! AUUGH!!
and today, she's like, "come here." so i walk over and ask what she wants. she wants to *talk* to me. she asks if i have a bf. i said no. she asks if i'm sure. WELL OF COURSE I'M BLOODY WELL SURE!!! she asks, "so who're the roses from?!" "i TOLD you, a FRIEND!!" "not a bf?" "NO!!!!" (and if i could make that last NO any bigger font, believe me, i would). i just stormed off and retreated into the solace of icq. she probably thinks it's bert or someone just cuz i hang out with bert a lot, but REALLY. so for all this angst that i'm going through right now, i'd like to send a big hearty thank you to my dear HUNNEY far, far away from all the *fun.* i really don't understand why you think this is so funny!! i realize you can imagine EVERY mother going through the same stupid interrogation, but it's not funny when it's YOUR mother, is it?! you should've known they would just cause trubble (as pretty as they are).
WHY IS EVERYONE LAUGHING AT ME TODAY?!?!!
first of all, i'd like to point out that SOMEone was having some yuks at one of my previous blogs. supposedly i was "ranting about rants....classic!" and this person was having a hoot at me having written a huge rant and having it wiped out so that i got mad about having to write another one. is this actually funny?! personally, i don't think it's all that funny, but then again, it could be another case of *doug christie turned sideshow bob* laughing not at what i do, but just at me. ah, memories of the abuse i took in high school. size-15 footprints on my clean white shirts, which incidentally were a great indicator of the weather... ok, no more memory lane - it's getting embarrassing (altho nothing could overshadow today's embarrassment of the swedish hockey team losing to belarus...sorry, had to throw it in!).
my biggest rant of the day is about moms. yes, i ranted about brothers earlier this week and i'm sure sisters will hit the list sometime soon. but moms. nosy!! y'see, i got some flowers last week. very pretty ones. and lots. anyway, i tried to keep them in my room to avoid stupid questions from my mom. however, my room tends to turn into a greenhouse in the winter, so it was pretty hot and the flowers were starting to wither!! i had to suck it up and save my roses from dying....i moved them downstairs. if you read my blog from saturday, that's when i moved them down. my mom saw them and was like, "oh, who're those from?" and i said, "a friend." and she asked if it was the friend that just left, referring to james. AUUUUGH, like, NO they're not from him!! and then albert came over after, so she prolly thinks they're from him!! AUUGH!!
and today, she's like, "come here." so i walk over and ask what she wants. she wants to *talk* to me. she asks if i have a bf. i said no. she asks if i'm sure. WELL OF COURSE I'M BLOODY WELL SURE!!! she asks, "so who're the roses from?!" "i TOLD you, a FRIEND!!" "not a bf?" "NO!!!!" (and if i could make that last NO any bigger font, believe me, i would). i just stormed off and retreated into the solace of icq. she probably thinks it's bert or someone just cuz i hang out with bert a lot, but REALLY. so for all this angst that i'm going through right now, i'd like to send a big hearty thank you to my dear HUNNEY far, far away from all the *fun.* i really don't understand why you think this is so funny!! i realize you can imagine EVERY mother going through the same stupid interrogation, but it's not funny when it's YOUR mother, is it?! you should've known they would just cause trubble (as pretty as they are).
WHY IS EVERYONE LAUGHING AT ME TODAY?!?!!
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