I was internet surfing in my mom's room when, At 1 am in the morning, the door bell rang. I thought to myself, "WHO THE HECK WOULD COME TO THE DOOR THIS LATE?!" I sat there and waited until something happened; eventually my stepdad answered the door. All I heard was mumbling, and then he closed the door. My mom woke up and walked out to the living room to ask what it was all about. She came back in the room and told me, "He said guys from across the street asked if I'd come to the house party they were having." And I was so irritated by that. rolleyes Then she said he told them I was asleep. I replied, "Good thinking." 1st of all, it's ONE ANTE MERIDIEM IN THE TRUCKIN' MORNING!!!! 9 or 10 o'clock would've made more sense than 1 AM. Those fools... 2nd, c'mon, I have a PHONE. Use some other way to contact me, not disturbing the entire house! I'm not in college! I don't live by myself! That was very inconsiderate of them. 3rd... Oh please. Going to a party with them? Nooooononononono, they're just a few loud ghetto horndogs. Thank God my stepdad was looking out for me. He could've called my name (indicating that I was conscience gonk ) and said "some friends" were here to see me, but ~phew~, I'm relieved that he cares.
I'm not annoyed by Fred nearly as much as I was earlier this month. I'm starting to truly accept him as part of my life, not just my mom's (soon-to-be-husband) and my brother's (he'll adopt him as his son soon).
-EboniiSkinn- · Mon Mar 26, 2012 @ 12:26am · 0 Comments |