Disclaimer: I know this is all just petty stuff, but I was about to go crazy!
A few friends of mine and I are going to have a little "Joaquin Phoenix Party". It really isn't even a party, its just the 4 of us going to my house to watch Ladder 49 and Walk the Line. 2 of my friends that are coming made a slightly controversial video for history class with a few other people. It is supposed to be really funny and the entire school was talking about it yesterday. I told one of the people that are coming to the "party" that I wanted to watch it and that was going to be one of the things we watched at the party. So she went to tell another friend of ours (she isn't supposed to be coming to the party) that I wanted to see it. So somehow this other girl finds out about the party. She comes up to me yesterday after school and says "Hey, I heard you were having a movie party". I said "Well, its not really a party or anything". She goes on to tell me that shes seen Walk the Line and it was good and blah blah blah. Then she tells me "Saturday isn't good for me, so you can plan it for anyday except Saturday. I'm busy that day." I was shocked. It wasn't like she said "hey, that sounds like fun. Can I come?" It was more of an assumption that she was automatically invited. So today she said to me as we were going up the stairs "Did you find anything out about the party?" I said no and she said "OK, well when you do let me know." I was like ummmmm, you aren't coming. I just said Ok, whatever and walked away. AAAAAHHHHHH.
And then I was walking home and I saw my uncle's car in the driveway of my grandma's house (I go there after school everyday). That means that his girlfriend *Ugh*cough*gag*choke* will be there. Then I saw a dog in the door and I about screamed. They bring their dogs with them all the time. They haven't brought them, though, since my grandma's dog, Smokey, died about 2 and a half months ago. So I went into the house and the dogs are jumping on me. Now the one is a full grown, very muscular, male boxer and the other is a slightly smaller (but not by much) male boxer mix puppy. My uncle's girlfriend was sitting right there doing nothing to stop them. I could barely get into the house because they were right at the door jumping up on it. Then I got into the house and the puppy jumped up onto the chair. I put my backpack down and drag the pup off the chair. He jumped back up. I tried to pull him down again and my uncle's girlfriend said, "Oh, he's allowed up there." WTH???? SINCE WHEN? My Grandma's dog, Smokey, wasn't even allowed on the furniture and she was their beloved baby and your telling me that my grandparents allow this dog, that they don't even like BTW, to go on the couch. UH-UH, don't think so. I'm not that stupid. I just about lost it, so I went outside. Then I started thinking about Smokey and started to cry. Everywhere I looked in the yard held a memory of her. Then when I went back into the house to get my phone, the dogs were right back at the door jumping on me and my uncle's girlfriend didn't do anything to stop them. If it were my dog, I would have at least held her collar till they got in the door.
Then, my grandma calls me and tells me that she has a flat tire and tells me that she wants me to get the mail. I said that we don't have any, I already checked. She goes no, no, the neighbor's mail. I asked her what she meant and what she wanted me to do with it. She goes fine, I'll call her to tell her that we'll get it later. Then she hung up on me. WTH????
A few other things happened today, but I can't tell yall, sorry. I am ready to scream! I think I'm going to go home and lock myself in my room and stay in there. Nothing else like this can happen if I don't have contact with people for the rest of the night. LOL.
A few friends of mine and I are going to have a little "Joaquin Phoenix Party". It really isn't even a party, its just the 4 of us going to my house to watch Ladder 49 and Walk the Line. 2 of my friends that are coming made a slightly controversial video for history class with a few other people. It is supposed to be really funny and the entire school was talking about it yesterday. I told one of the people that are coming to the "party" that I wanted to watch it and that was going to be one of the things we watched at the party. So she went to tell another friend of ours (she isn't supposed to be coming to the party) that I wanted to see it. So somehow this other girl finds out about the party. She comes up to me yesterday after school and says "Hey, I heard you were having a movie party". I said "Well, its not really a party or anything". She goes on to tell me that shes seen Walk the Line and it was good and blah blah blah. Then she tells me "Saturday isn't good for me, so you can plan it for anyday except Saturday. I'm busy that day." I was shocked. It wasn't like she said "hey, that sounds like fun. Can I come?" It was more of an assumption that she was automatically invited. So today she said to me as we were going up the stairs "Did you find anything out about the party?" I said no and she said "OK, well when you do let me know." I was like ummmmm, you aren't coming. I just said Ok, whatever and walked away. AAAAAHHHHHH.
And then I was walking home and I saw my uncle's car in the driveway of my grandma's house (I go there after school everyday). That means that his girlfriend *Ugh*cough*gag*choke* will be there. Then I saw a dog in the door and I about screamed. They bring their dogs with them all the time. They haven't brought them, though, since my grandma's dog, Smokey, died about 2 and a half months ago. So I went into the house and the dogs are jumping on me. Now the one is a full grown, very muscular, male boxer and the other is a slightly smaller (but not by much) male boxer mix puppy. My uncle's girlfriend was sitting right there doing nothing to stop them. I could barely get into the house because they were right at the door jumping up on it. Then I got into the house and the puppy jumped up onto the chair. I put my backpack down and drag the pup off the chair. He jumped back up. I tried to pull him down again and my uncle's girlfriend said, "Oh, he's allowed up there." WTH???? SINCE WHEN? My Grandma's dog, Smokey, wasn't even allowed on the furniture and she was their beloved baby and your telling me that my grandparents allow this dog, that they don't even like BTW, to go on the couch. UH-UH, don't think so. I'm not that stupid. I just about lost it, so I went outside. Then I started thinking about Smokey and started to cry. Everywhere I looked in the yard held a memory of her. Then when I went back into the house to get my phone, the dogs were right back at the door jumping on me and my uncle's girlfriend didn't do anything to stop them. If it were my dog, I would have at least held her collar till they got in the door.
Then, my grandma calls me and tells me that she has a flat tire and tells me that she wants me to get the mail. I said that we don't have any, I already checked. She goes no, no, the neighbor's mail. I asked her what she meant and what she wanted me to do with it. She goes fine, I'll call her to tell her that we'll get it later. Then she hung up on me. WTH????
A few other things happened today, but I can't tell yall, sorry. I am ready to scream! I think I'm going to go home and lock myself in my room and stay in there. Nothing else like this can happen if I don't have contact with people for the rest of the night. LOL.
