I am so annoyed right now.
I just got soaked in the the rain for a fucking chicken sandwich, that I didn't even want.
And I'm not even going to eat it. I'm not hungry.
She's such a fat ass. She always wants to eat now. I remember when she use to fast for like 2 weeks at a time & restrict food from meh b/c we had to make a weeks supply of food last for two weeks or we would have starved for an entire month. I always tell her, you ate yesterday. No one needs to eat two days in a row! I feel really horrible if I eat two days in a row.
Anyhow, she got back from the hospital around 4pm.
I had just woke up at 2pm when the raindrops started to knock against my bedroom window. They shocked meh so much that I got up out of bed. It was quite disturbing.
She came back saying she was hungry. She talked about that damn chicken sandwich she's eating right now all night. It was so annoying. I'm like shut the fuck up about that goddamn chicken sandwich. She asked meh to walk down the street with her five times before I finally said okay. She obviously wasn't going to stop asking. Using the ignoring technique on her does not work. When we were getting ready to leave, she's like I don't have any money, you're gonna have to use your card. Really? That pissed meh off. I had to buy the food I didn't even want. I don't like to spend my money on food.It's just digested & shit out the next day. What a waste? I have better things to buy like clothes. My skinny jeans are falling off meh. Every penny is needed. Shopping is not cheap. Not even at Wal-Mart which is where I'm planning on going.
It had been raining all afternoon.
As we headed out of the door it started to rain again. I was wearing a thin light gray hoodie, black skinny jeans, a black newspaper boy hat & my white/pink Harajuku Lover sneakers. They hurt my feet so I rarely wear em. I only bought em b/c I wanted something from Gwen's cheaper line. They come in handy when it rains. They're like platforms & not the type of material like Converse & Vans. My feet don't get wet unless I step in a puddle of water up to my ankles, which did happen today.I never get home without stepping in at least one mutant puddle. We were only like 5 steps away from walking out of our gate when the rain started to pour. My "aunt flo" (that's a term for my monthly cycle) came to visit right after I woke up. I have pads but only a few left so I figured I'd buy more since she was making meh leave the house. Even tho my period will be done in 3 days I bet. By the time we got to the grocery store I was soaked like completely wet. My hoodie was now dark gray, my jeans were so wet they were literally sticking my legs & water was dripping off the brim of my hat into my face. The store was freezing & I had to stand in line for 15 minutes to buy on item b/c fat asses had carts full of food. Why the hell do people eat too much. There's only 7 days in a week, you can only eat so much before you fucking explode. I went to the self checkout lines & paid with a $5 bill.
Finally, we made it to Church's chicken. In there she ordered two sandwiches.I'm like "wtf, are u doing? I don't want one" I paid with my credit card & signed the receipt. I was like rolling my eyes at the pieces of chicken behind the counter.
It gets worst, after coming out of Church's chicken, we went to the gas station across the street. Mother wanted a bag of potatoes chips to go with her sandwich. In there was really big, tall dude who literally grabbed my arm as I was leaving. I was listening to my iPod. He was trying to get my attention & he asked meh something but I had no idea what he said. He was still holding my arm. I took out one earbud & said "what?" twice. He said never mind & let go. That was hella awkward. When I got home I had gotten a full shower. My bra, undies & everything else was wet. I'm wearing a towel around my head right now b/c water is still dripping out. All this for food! Ugh fuck it. I don't even wanna blog anymore. I'm broken. My thoughts aren't coming.
I just got soaked in the the rain for a fucking chicken sandwich, that I didn't even want.
And I'm not even going to eat it. I'm not hungry.
She's such a fat ass. She always wants to eat now. I remember when she use to fast for like 2 weeks at a time & restrict food from meh b/c we had to make a weeks supply of food last for two weeks or we would have starved for an entire month. I always tell her, you ate yesterday. No one needs to eat two days in a row! I feel really horrible if I eat two days in a row.
Anyhow, she got back from the hospital around 4pm.
I had just woke up at 2pm when the raindrops started to knock against my bedroom window. They shocked meh so much that I got up out of bed. It was quite disturbing.
She came back saying she was hungry. She talked about that damn chicken sandwich she's eating right now all night. It was so annoying. I'm like shut the fuck up about that goddamn chicken sandwich. She asked meh to walk down the street with her five times before I finally said okay. She obviously wasn't going to stop asking. Using the ignoring technique on her does not work. When we were getting ready to leave, she's like I don't have any money, you're gonna have to use your card. Really? That pissed meh off. I had to buy the food I didn't even want. I don't like to spend my money on food.It's just digested & shit out the next day. What a waste? I have better things to buy like clothes. My skinny jeans are falling off meh. Every penny is needed. Shopping is not cheap. Not even at Wal-Mart which is where I'm planning on going.
It had been raining all afternoon.
As we headed out of the door it started to rain again. I was wearing a thin light gray hoodie, black skinny jeans, a black newspaper boy hat & my white/pink Harajuku Lover sneakers. They hurt my feet so I rarely wear em. I only bought em b/c I wanted something from Gwen's cheaper line. They come in handy when it rains. They're like platforms & not the type of material like Converse & Vans. My feet don't get wet unless I step in a puddle of water up to my ankles, which did happen today.I never get home without stepping in at least one mutant puddle. We were only like 5 steps away from walking out of our gate when the rain started to pour. My "aunt flo" (that's a term for my monthly cycle) came to visit right after I woke up. I have pads but only a few left so I figured I'd buy more since she was making meh leave the house. Even tho my period will be done in 3 days I bet. By the time we got to the grocery store I was soaked like completely wet. My hoodie was now dark gray, my jeans were so wet they were literally sticking my legs & water was dripping off the brim of my hat into my face. The store was freezing & I had to stand in line for 15 minutes to buy on item b/c fat asses had carts full of food. Why the hell do people eat too much. There's only 7 days in a week, you can only eat so much before you fucking explode. I went to the self checkout lines & paid with a $5 bill.
Finally, we made it to Church's chicken. In there she ordered two sandwiches.I'm like "wtf, are u doing? I don't want one" I paid with my credit card & signed the receipt. I was like rolling my eyes at the pieces of chicken behind the counter.
It gets worst, after coming out of Church's chicken, we went to the gas station across the street. Mother wanted a bag of potatoes chips to go with her sandwich. In there was really big, tall dude who literally grabbed my arm as I was leaving. I was listening to my iPod. He was trying to get my attention & he asked meh something but I had no idea what he said. He was still holding my arm. I took out one earbud & said "what?" twice. He said never mind & let go. That was hella awkward. When I got home I had gotten a full shower. My bra, undies & everything else was wet. I'm wearing a towel around my head right now b/c water is still dripping out. All this for food! Ugh fuck it. I don't even wanna blog anymore. I'm broken. My thoughts aren't coming.
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