That's basicly what I was doingh yesterday when my dad started in on me again. And you wanna know why he blew up this time? Because I shut off his game before he had a chance to save. I just walked away from him and slammed the door in his face. Maybe that gave himmthe message that I'm getting tired of all his crap. But he did get a little better since we got some money in the house now. I swear, my family is so insane. Yesterday, when I came home from work, I smelled pizza the second I walked in the door. So, because i hadn't eaten all day due to doing make-up exams all day, I ran into the kitchen to get some and I find my little brother and sister sitting at the table with THREE empty pizza boxes in front of them. THREE! This is basically what happened next: Me: What happened to all the pizza? Maggie(little sis.): We ate it all. Mommy and Daddy helped. Me: But didn't they tell you to save some for me? Maggie: (guilty silence) Ricky(little bro.): Yeah. But you took to long. We were getting hungry. Me: But I'm hungry too! I haven't eaten all day! There must be some pizza left!? Maggie: Umm....I dunno. I think Amish ate some too.... Ricky: *reaching over to one box* I think there's some in this one... *opens up box to find one slice left* Maggie: *reaches over and snatches it* Me: Hey! Gimme that you little brat! That's mine! Maggie: Ah! *runs from table* Me: *chases her all over the house, shouting threats* Either way this little bit of my life ended when my mom walked in. She was able to get the pizza from my sister but by the end of it all it practically pizza custard instead of a regular pizza slice since my sister was holding on to it so hard. And even after that when I was able to find one more slice, I didn't get it. The cat did. I had left it on the table on a plate and then gotten up to get my Italian book so I could study and when I came back, I found the little orange monster eating it off my plate. But when I yelled, "Amish! Get down!" The thing got off the table but he took my pizza with him. So much for having a decent meal, eh? That reminds me, I learned a new word yesterday. Confuzzled. I was sitting next to my friend Fidan when we were both making up some of our mid terms and she was looking at a map that was part of the HIstory mid term when all of a sudden I hear her come out with, "Oh god help me! I'm so confuzzled!" I burst out laughing when she said that! And then we got seperated to different tables by some psycho lady. She said we were talking every time she looked up. No we weren't. We were passing notes half the time about video games. That's not talking. But isn't that a great word? Confuzzled. I'm going to have to find some way to put that word in my English papper. I love that word! And yes, I am a little crazy for anyone who's reading this.
Ryu Redwings · Wed Feb 02, 2005 @ 01:10pm · 0 Comments |