Y Tuesday, December 18, 2007
10:23 pm
How do we start this off. Erm. Ah yes.Over the past few days, I got out of the house and felt alive! Yes! Finally!
DON'T watch Alvin and the Chipmunks. It sucks.
DO watch Warlords. It's, pardon the use of the frowned upon, over-relied on word in a typical teenager's vocab, cool. And bloody. And full of action. And needs two brain cells to rub together with to fully appreciate. It's NC 16, too. Sorry kids. =P.
DO watch Hitman. It's, again, cool. Erm, it's not exactly bloody, but because of a women walking around in a hotel room half naked, it's NC 16. Hmm. Y'know, I once read something about the Brits saying how ridiculous Americans are.
They allow their kids to watch stuff about humans getting ripped apart by aliens or dieing heinous deaths to machine gun fire and bombs and what not, yet gasp and choke when their children see breasts.
OH-MY-GOD. It's breasts! Part of a woman's anatomy! A natural, wholesome thing. Breasts! BREASTS! DON'T YOU GET IT? IT'S BREASTS. MY KIDS CAN'T SEE THAT, BUT WATCHING HUMANS SPILL THEIR GUTS OUT BECAUSE THEY GOT DISEMBOWELED IS -PERFECTLY- FINE!
Lol. Found it pretty funny myself.
Today was a pretty shitted out day.
So I was zombieing about in WoW when "BOO!" just as I turned to cough. Joy almost gave me a heart attack. (again.) Right. So we horsed around for a bit then we went to PP for dinner (supposedly) and to get some stuff my sis and mum needed.
It's more logical for 2 people to meet 3 people for dinner who needed to grab additional stuff at their current location anyway. But women defy all logic. 3 people went over to meet 2 people and we had our dinner.
I fucked around PP for ONE HOUR looking for a fucking carribeana or however you spell it and shoe polish, as well as croissants for breakfast.
And when I got home? I got yelled at because I entered the computer room coz mum and sis were doing some women stuff. Is it MY fault you PHAIL to lock the door properly? For fuck's sakes. The door was locked but not closed. Fine. So I get out.
Needed a shower real bad, so I knocked on the door and asked if they were done. They said come in. Fine. I grabbed my laptop and peripherals and went back into my room.
Set up my stuff, then wanted to grab my clothes. (Computer room was originally my room. My clothes and stuff are there) AGAIN the same thing happened. I get yelled at.
"OIIIIIIIIIII. WHY YOU COME IN."
FUCK it. Seriously. If you wanna do whatever the fuck it was you were doing, at least be smart about it and do it in YOUR ROOMS! See, wasn't so hard was it? Spend 5 seconds moving to another room and you can have all the privacy you want. I don't care.
Honestly, that room's a universal room where EVERYONE goes. To top it all off, my fucking clothes are there. I'm to be blamed? Shit. Pretty much soured the whole day. Oh yeah, no thanks for my effort. Instead, YOU GOT IT ALL WRONG!@#@ WRONG SHOE POLISH. I CAN'T USE THE LIQUID ONE.
Screw it. At least I got the colour right. I'm not running errands ever again. Or maybe I'll interrogate the living crap out of them and determine exactly WHAT it is, WHERE it can be found and HOW MANY they need. Shit.
Jesus christ. Women.