God, i havent blogged in like, forevah! So, all these people were fighting about my journal, and he would read it, and then my boyfriend read it! And it talks about all the guys i USED to like and whose hot and stuff. My journal became evil so i ripped out all the pages and recycled them (im a tree hugger :D). I guess i'll have to use this blog as a journal. Sweet, the whole world et's to know my dearest, most personal thought. Sweeeeeeeeeet! My boyfriends name is Josh. Josh has a nefer ( is that how you spell it?) His name is noah. He is in my math and english class. Noah's grandma adopted Josh so now he's naoh's uncle. That's so sweet.
Currently i have been exagerating the words "Terd Bucket". I'm calling everybody and everything a terd bucket. I.e. "Your such a terd bucket..." and "Holy terd buckets!" It's really funny.
My dad took away my DS and mp3 AGAIN! He calls it being "grounded" and "on punishment" i told my friend laurne about it and she said the darnest thing "When are you not grounded." I really had to think about that. The last time i wasn't grounded was two weeks ago. That lasted for about a week and 2/3. It's sad really. Wanna know what i did this time? Here goes:
So my dad made me go to bed early because i got two E's that day. I was mubling and grumbling to myself cuz like any normal person i would find some way to think it wasnt fair. And then my dad her me and asked "What you say?" (can you say 'ebonics'?) So i said "Stop evesdropping on me, i was talkiing to myself!" Then he got mad at me and started yelling at me and God AND Jesus know that i tried to calm him down. But he just kept yelling and yelling. Finally, i had enough of that bastard and i left and went to laurens house. My dad still had my cell so he didnt know where the heck i was. He friggin' called the cops!
And that's why im grounded. AGAIN.
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