Saturday, July 23, 2005
Oy, Today's Been Dirty
With two "r"s even. -sighs- Well...today was cleaning day in the Hilts household. We got to clean the computer room. And DAMN if it doesn't look 300% better! I'm very happy about it. Everything's all spick and span...well...as much as it can be...for one day's work. We're not completely done, but we will be next week. I'ts so great to have everything organized. It's all feug shui, you know? It makes the room feel better. I have literally 48 action figures. LotR action figures. I counted. Hehe. I'm a big dork. Including my Italian Faramir. I got him straight from Italy. So his penis is bigger -dies- No...just kidding.
Didn't do much but clean today. Woke up fairly early about 10. But I passed out at about 3 because mah tummeh hurt. Um...I found all sorts of shit that I didn't think I had anymore. Tons of CDs and floppy disks and pictures. I even saw some of me with my Grandpa Perkins. That's so great. And my mom found my favorite Pokemon disk...Pokemon Red. My first Gameboy game ever! I lurves mah Charizard on there! SQUEE!
Well...I might as well write it because I'm thinking it. My mom found a letter from my Dad with this new address...(his street name is Derr Street...hehe) and I'm really thinking about writing him a letter. I want to visit up there next summer. I don't want to live under his roof, though. He's a stubborn ass and doesn't listen (not even playing) and I know he won't understand this...but I want to show myself as an independent fully grown person. And in my opinion, driving (or flying) up there and getting a hotel room for myself, by myself shows a little bit of maturity. Besides, I'll be 18 next year. I'll be fucking legal! -pauses- Note to self...stalk Brad Pitt...er...anyway. I really want to go up there. I miss my sisters like crazy. It's gotten to the point where I dream about them all the time. I mean...I just can't quit thinking about them, I miss them so much. Plus, I'd love to show them that I can take them places and all sorts of things that they could never do with me before. And besides, if I want to take my sex toys up there, I'm definately going to have to have my own room. Plus...I can't STAND to live under the same roof as my stepmother. She bitches about everything I do. I've always been the 'good' kid...the 'quiet' kid. You know? I just keep to myself a lot when I'm up there and try not to interfere, but I still get bitched at because Daddy bitches at the girls. Okay...stopping there. This is a happy blog, not a bitching one. But...I think I'm mature enough to get myself a hotel room and drive up there (IN STRIDER! -has a cow-). I want him to see me as an adult. That I can do what I want when I want. I'm not a little girl anymore, and I need him to fully see it. And he won't until I prove myself. I'm not even sure if he will then. -shakes her head- My mother married my father to change him. I suppose I really shouldn't try.
Why the hell am I tasting wine? Oh...apple juice. Reminds me of wine. -shakes her head- I'm weird, I know.
Well...I suppose that's it for right now...I'll post when ah'm bored enough. Ciao!
Didn't do much but clean today. Woke up fairly early about 10. But I passed out at about 3 because mah tummeh hurt. Um...I found all sorts of shit that I didn't think I had anymore. Tons of CDs and floppy disks and pictures. I even saw some of me with my Grandpa Perkins. That's so great. And my mom found my favorite Pokemon disk...Pokemon Red. My first Gameboy game ever! I lurves mah Charizard on there! SQUEE!
Well...I might as well write it because I'm thinking it. My mom found a letter from my Dad with this new address...(his street name is Derr Street...hehe) and I'm really thinking about writing him a letter. I want to visit up there next summer. I don't want to live under his roof, though. He's a stubborn ass and doesn't listen (not even playing) and I know he won't understand this...but I want to show myself as an independent fully grown person. And in my opinion, driving (or flying) up there and getting a hotel room for myself, by myself shows a little bit of maturity. Besides, I'll be 18 next year. I'll be fucking legal! -pauses- Note to self...stalk Brad Pitt...er...anyway. I really want to go up there. I miss my sisters like crazy. It's gotten to the point where I dream about them all the time. I mean...I just can't quit thinking about them, I miss them so much. Plus, I'd love to show them that I can take them places and all sorts of things that they could never do with me before. And besides, if I want to take my sex toys up there, I'm definately going to have to have my own room. Plus...I can't STAND to live under the same roof as my stepmother. She bitches about everything I do. I've always been the 'good' kid...the 'quiet' kid. You know? I just keep to myself a lot when I'm up there and try not to interfere, but I still get bitched at because Daddy bitches at the girls. Okay...stopping there. This is a happy blog, not a bitching one. But...I think I'm mature enough to get myself a hotel room and drive up there (IN STRIDER! -has a cow-). I want him to see me as an adult. That I can do what I want when I want. I'm not a little girl anymore, and I need him to fully see it. And he won't until I prove myself. I'm not even sure if he will then. -shakes her head- My mother married my father to change him. I suppose I really shouldn't try.
Why the hell am I tasting wine? Oh...apple juice. Reminds me of wine. -shakes her head- I'm weird, I know.
Well...I suppose that's it for right now...I'll post when ah'm bored enough. Ciao!
