Post by Angel on Jul 20, 2008 1:44:54 GMT -5
Yeah, sorry about what your about to read, if you choose to....but I really have no one else to rant to.
So, as I posted before, I'm moving to California in the middle of August.
Yesterday I went down to West Valley to visit my friends and tell them my oh so depressing news. We had fun and all that and had a nice sleep over of total nerdiness L.A.R.P-ing. So it's the next morning, and I call my dad -my real dad- cause he wanted to take me to breakfast.
Here's the thing with that. My mom has some unkown BS with my dad, and doesn't want me to see him, so we've been reduced to sneaking down just to see eachother and go to the Holiday or something.
But Today was my Aunt Tonette's B-Day, so I wanted to go see her and my cousins and uncles and stuff cause I haven't seen them in a while. So I snuck out with my Dad. Well somehow my mom found out and threw a giant Biotch fit.
So when I got home, she was yelling at me and shit. Then, because she was yelling at me, my super D-Bag of a step-dad, Roy, just has to join in to talk sh*t on any one he can. Here's what happened pretty much.
Roy:"You are just so effed up! You know that?! This happens with you every f*ckin' time you go down there!"
Me:"Well I wanted to see my dad! Is that such a crime?!"
Mom:"You know you're not allowed to! I specifically told you no and yet you do it anyways!"
Roy:"I can't believe you actually lied to your mom and snuck out to see that f*cking sh*t head Phill!"
Me:*got really mad that the super duche talked about me padre like that and flipped chair at Roy*
"That's what you sonuva b!tches have reduced us to! Ok you know nothing, you stupid f*cking b@stard! Why don't you just stick to what you know, the Marines?!"
..........................and you guys wonder why 'i have angerr issues........ok......done ranting.....for now......-plots evil schemes-........
Sorry about the ranting and dumping of this on all you guys.....Yeah....I have issues...lol....-_^...
So, as I posted before, I'm moving to California in the middle of August.
Yesterday I went down to West Valley to visit my friends and tell them my oh so depressing news. We had fun and all that and had a nice sleep over of total nerdiness L.A.R.P-ing. So it's the next morning, and I call my dad -my real dad- cause he wanted to take me to breakfast.
Here's the thing with that. My mom has some unkown BS with my dad, and doesn't want me to see him, so we've been reduced to sneaking down just to see eachother and go to the Holiday or something.
But Today was my Aunt Tonette's B-Day, so I wanted to go see her and my cousins and uncles and stuff cause I haven't seen them in a while. So I snuck out with my Dad. Well somehow my mom found out and threw a giant Biotch fit.
So when I got home, she was yelling at me and shit. Then, because she was yelling at me, my super D-Bag of a step-dad, Roy, just has to join in to talk sh*t on any one he can. Here's what happened pretty much.
Roy:"You are just so effed up! You know that?! This happens with you every f*ckin' time you go down there!"
Me:"Well I wanted to see my dad! Is that such a crime?!"
Mom:"You know you're not allowed to! I specifically told you no and yet you do it anyways!"
Roy:"I can't believe you actually lied to your mom and snuck out to see that f*cking sh*t head Phill!"
Me:*got really mad that the super duche talked about me padre like that and flipped chair at Roy*
"That's what you sonuva b!tches have reduced us to! Ok you know nothing, you stupid f*cking b@stard! Why don't you just stick to what you know, the Marines?!"
..........................and you guys wonder why 'i have angerr issues........ok......done ranting.....for now......-plots evil schemes-........
Sorry about the ranting and dumping of this on all you guys.....Yeah....I have issues...lol....-_^...
