It's MY CAR DAMN IT!!!
Well, I was having a good time. I drove Sweetness and this new guy at work home, dropping Sweetness off last. We called the radio station to answer the "Question of the Day". It happened to be "What part of a woman gives her her power?" or something like that. So we called in with her breasts. We were wrong. I still dont know the answer. Oh well, maybe I'll call the night woman and ask her because I dont like the stupid morning people. Anyway, I got home, late because I had to drive Sweetness home across town and we didn't leave till like 7am. So, I get home at 7:50am, and my sister gets in the car and zooms off to school. My mom starts yelling about how I'm late and Kayla will get in trouble for being late to school...yadaX3. So, we're screaming at each other over me being late. I bring up how it's only been this once for taking someone home. Plus, I told her how Sweetness wouldn't have a ride home if I didn't take her, and she was like, "Yeah, what would people do without you?" all sarcastic like. I'm never late. I leave work at a certain time, so Kayla can use MY car to drive her ass to school. If I were mean, I just wouldn't come home and she'd just miss school and my mom would worry because I wouldn't answer the cell phone. She fails to realize that it's MY car, not hers or Kaylas. They just use it until it wont go any more. Grrrrr...I'm just aggrivated over the whole thing. I dont like yelling or arguing, I'm kinda passive most of the time. But I can do my fair share of fighting when I need to. I'm okay now though. Other stuff....hmmmm...I'm gonna look for a layout pic today. That is, if I dont fall asleep first. I'm overly tired today. I havn't been sleeping much because of some really personal stuff. I'll get some sleep soon though. Well, catch ya later. Ta. Hai |
Written on 2004-02-02 @ 10:14 a.m. |