Dick for a Father

I hate my father... Why can't parents get that we don't want to hang out with them and do shit with them? Now he is saying shit like, "If I die, you want to move in with your mother?" Hell yes I do! I have wanted to move in with my mother for YEARS!! "All these years raising you will mean nothing if I die then huh?" What the hell is he talking about!!! He wants me to live by myself, which is illegal, when I am fifteen! And then he goes on about, "You have to go to collage. Blah, blah!" I have always had a GPA of over 3.5! Which is more than I can say he ever had. Does he think that I am not going to go to collage? What the fuck? And to make this story even more retarded, this all started because I won't draw a picture on the living room wall with him. I don't draw unless I have to for school. Other than that, I draw eyes, that's all... and not that good. I swear sometimes he is less mature than I am. He is 49 or whatever! Grow up! He blasts his music, which I know he doesn't even like, so that it's hard to have a conversation with him. I seriously hope he blows the speakers again and doesn't have any way to listen to act like a dick toward me. But he continues to say that I have been sitting on this computer for three days and haven't talked to him. BULL SHIT! I haven't talked to him an more or less than I usually do. As I said before... he is a goddamn delusional drunk! Now I am going to go sing my lungs off!

Update from my life

Hello! How's everyone doing? I am sick. My mom thinks I have the flu, and my dad thinks it is all in my head. But he also said, "I think you are giving me what you have," totally makes sense. Not! My father also kept me up until three in the morning yelling at me about, "if your mom's boyfriend molested you, you better tell me!" I can't even count how many times I told my father he didn't!! My father was an hour late picking me up from my mom's house, and on the way home wouldn't shut up about him having a dream. Okay, sure, SOME of his dreams come true, but the last one he had was about me getting lost and never coming home. Well, that one didn't happen either! My father is such a crack head, and he's delusional. More delusional than I am, well, at least I control mine. Does anyone know if schizophrenia is genetic? Because if it is, I know where mine came from. Anyway, on a happier note. I added the first part of my story "Normal?" on my other blog. Check it out if you get a chance! It's pretty cool! Well, I better go do something more beneficial to my person. Later everybody!

Lab Reports and Computer Problems

I dislike Chemistry reports... I love the class... (except for the math parts) but when I have to do a lab report... I get mad... I usually don't even want to do a lab because a lot of them have to do with fire... I am Pyrophobic.... IT'S NOT COOL!!! Dah!! Well... The reason I bring up this subject is complicated... Well, not really... My laptop's power cord broke, and the battery is dead. My Chem. report was saved on it... I can't get to it unless I pay somebody a hundred dollars! I have to do the whole GODS DAMNED report again!! To top it all off... I have a little over an hour to do it... I am just glad my brother-in-law had a spare laptop that I could have... Otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it at all... And I would probably fail the class... Well I hope everybody else had a good day! Mine was insane... Anyways... I have to go... Later!

Stories...

Hey... I know people don't read this... but if anybody ever stumbles upon this *wonderful* blog I have here, I'm asking you to be really awesome, and check out a new blog I am going to put together. This new blog imma have is going to be a story I create from day to day or week to week. The blog will have stories... I will probably not name them for awhile though, because I might not know where these stories are going to head to, but they will be labeled Story 1 and so on. They will be backwards so you have to scroll to the bottom of the screen to get the older parts. Just in case you start and I have a few parts to a story... I feel like I am rambling... I think I do that a lot. I talk way too much. Anyway... go there... I will love you...!!

Horror...

I absolutely LOVE horror movies!! I have pretty much been watching them all my life... I love being scared. Well, maybe it's not so much being scared, but the before or after. I like the quickening heart rate, the "holy shit" reaction, thinking you might die or be injured... I just love that feeling. I like writing about it afterward, but I sort of distort and change the story. I have a very imaginative mind, but I always need something to get me started. It usually is a dream or something like that. I did recently write a short story based on a song from a band that I absolutely adore! Tokio Hotel is the name of the band if you wanted to know... But anyway... about horror movie... I have been watching them all day so far (with a little stop for the programs I Survived and Paranormal State). I am watching a sixties horror flick right now called Repulsion. The summery just dragged me right in! Ha! Thank Gods for FearNet!! It helped me through many a boring nights! Rob Zombie's movies are pure genius too!... I watched them today, every though I have seen them before. But some horror movies are just bad! Too predictable!! I saw one, that I won't mention so the makers aren't embarrassed, that was so predictable I knew everything that was going to happen before it did! The ending was even really freaking weird! And not good-weird! Well, I better start paying attention to the movie I am watching now, otherwise I'm going to have no idea what's going on in it! Later!

All good things...

...must come to an end. I'm talking of course about summer. I mean... I HATE summer, but I love vacation. I really don't like school, even though people always tell me that I am good at it and shit. I mean, sure, I might be smart, but I hate the whole concept of 'school'. It is so confining! I should be able to learn without having to get up early, not talk, and do whatever the teacher says. I would rather be home schooled. That would be awesome! But, then I would never see my friends. That would suck, but I could find other ways. I would probably be more independent, and possibly responsible because I wouldn't have to worry so much about homework, getting enough sleep, and looking presentable. Does this not make sense? DAH!! Ooh! And don't even get me started with gym class!! UNBELIEVABLE!!! Ha! that looks funny... uh... sorry... why should I be required to pass this class to pass school? School is about learning... I the only thing I have ever learned in gym was how to play handball. Gym should be an optional class! I mean... your parents should have to decide for you (in case you were really out of shape or something). I really don't want to go to school. I do really enjoy learning SOME of the subjects though. It is such a shame that something as useful as learning can be ruined by something as horrible as school...

Marriage

Marriage is a beautiful thing isn't it. I think so. My sister is getting married today... that is why I mention it. My thirty-one-year-old sister. I am fifteen... is something just wrong about that. Oh well, doesn't bother me. I like having that old of a sister, and I think it matured me a bit. Maybe too much, but I still act like an idiot sometimes. Anyway... back to marriage. My sister is getting married in Florida. We have no idea why though, because we all live in Pennsylvania. So does her husband and his family. It really doesn't make any sense. But oh well! They are getting married on the beach at like 8 o' clock at night... I think. I am the Maid of Honor. It is the first time I will actually be a NORMAL part of a wedding. This will be the third wedding of a family member I will attend. Both other weddings I was in I had some strange title. The first one, I was a Bell Girl. I mean... what IS a Bell Girl?!?!? The second wedding, a JUNIOR Brides Maid. That one was more normal, but I wasn't paired with a groom person... I was paired with my father. I had to get him from an aisle because he didn't stand in line with the rest of us. I am sooooo freaking glad I am a part of my sister's wedding that isn't something she made up just to put me in!!! We are getting on a plane at 7:30 am. but we have to be there at 5:30 am. which means I can't go to sleep until later... I just KNOW I am going to fall asleep on the plane! I am so tired right now... and on another note.. the Olympics make me angry! I want to be able to do some of the crap these awesome people can do! I am just too lazy... and sit here all day and write blogs... I am sooo boring!!! Well farewell for now... Have a great day and blessed be!