A Horrible Holiday, and a sudden change in Parents
Lately, you might've noticed that I hadn't been 'blogging' or writing posts. But to be honest, I'm not really that consistant or popular so you probably haven't noticed. Anyway so I went to some shitty side of the country, which was like Old People Vill, seriously, is this where you take your teenager on holiday, believe me if I had the choice I would've stayed home. Imagine, me, having a week to myself. Just amazing. I'd be able to do videos, parties, invite my friends round, stay up late, have take'aways, eat junk, stay at home all day, get hollywood waxed, get my ears pierced, buy some new clothes, go shopping, wax my eyebrows, get some new games, oh and a sh*t load of other stuff. But Instead, I was with my parents (my two favourite people, not) in a place full of parents of parents of parents. So as you must've gathered I had a pretty fucking shitty holiday. Anyhow, it just got better when I got back! No seriously, I was being sarcastic. Apart from being able to be further away from my household, and having my lovely bed, wi-fi, laptop, and all that jazz back. My parents attitude came back too, they were being assholes (like usual) especially my mom. Did she adapt to getting some bitchy gene or something, because I swear to god, she seems to always be a Bitch, with a capital B. And another thing she freakin' says is from now on, I'm going to be checking your phone and laptop, just cause I was looking at some girl's facebook profile, and I thought it was slighty nosy of her to fucking look at her status' when she's not even her freakin' friend on facebook. Darn that bitch, is so fucking annoying!
Anyway whilst I was away in Abraham Lincoln's Anus of Old Hairs, I got the make-up facebook message from my friend Courtney. All I can say is, Wow Bitch. If I was you I would be begging for forgivness, and I guess in some way she was. But I was not going to forgive her, not after all she and that other skank did. In a way it's good that I got hurt, because it taught me something, when there lying on their dead beds, there going to have a guilty conscious. I hope they rot in hell, along with all the other members of their families.
Anyway whilst I was away in Abraham Lincoln's Anus of Old Hairs, I got the make-up facebook message from my friend Courtney. All I can say is, Wow Bitch. If I was you I would be begging for forgivness, and I guess in some way she was. But I was not going to forgive her, not after all she and that other skank did. In a way it's good that I got hurt, because it taught me something, when there lying on their dead beds, there going to have a guilty conscious. I hope they rot in hell, along with all the other members of their families.
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