dimanche 13 septembre 2009 17:01
and so, i woke up this noon to hear my bloody brother accusing me to my dad about me misplacing the tv remote on HIS OWN BLOODY BED, when i have been in bed all morning.
and i wasn't even home the whole of yesterday so when did i ever watched tv, or even bothered to misplace the remote.
"and excuse me,
my bed is obviously a BETTER SPOT
to misplace the remote if i was last using it."
and then my dad's phone rings. and he went around asking who's phone was it that was ringing. and my blooody hell smart ass brother decided to say it was my phone. and my dad came in to yell at me for not picking up "my phone" when i was smsing with my own phone.
i was pissed. i was annoyed. i didn't sleep the whole night, and i had to lie in bed under the glare of the sun and allow witness to my ears of such dim-witted events.
dialed a handful of numbers on my phone and none of them were free, nor did the rest picked up.
left my asylum of a house on the double before the mad people eventually influenced my insanity. and then i sat at my hiding spot on the thirtieth floor for two hours, staring out at the skies and feeling the wind breeze across my face.
had a hair cut after that and now i'm home for a short twenty minutes to blog and bathe before i get the hell out again.
Libellés : ALFRED, explosions, freak accidents, photos
