Halloween and Signals
Date: Oct 31st, 2006 4:37:11 pm - Subscribe
Mood: imabitchimabitchimabitchbitchbitch
Yaoi Fix: Gackt and Hyde ;o;
Is it sad that I can only get a signal at Jane's house if I'm standing in the middle of her drive way? And even then it's only two bars. I'm pretty sure she thinks I'm crazy, if she knows what I was doing. xD;
I freaking hate Sprint. But I'm in a contract with them for two years. Unless Cingular will be awesome and fund the deactivation fee to get me on their plan. But I'll worry about all of that after I turn eighteen and the phone is put in my name.
Anyhow. Onto the subject of Halloween.
I'm taking my cousins Jessie and Dalton out trick or treating. It was originally supposed to be all three of my cousins. And then it was supposed to only be Dalton, since Anthony was planning on handing out candy and Jessie was going with her friend.
Her friend apparently got grounded. So now I'm going to be taking her trick or treating as well, and I have to put her hair in a bun and locate some of my hair chopsticks. I think I gave all of them away, though. Either that or I lost them.
I'll figure out something. Her hair is shoulder length, so it probably would hold chopsticks very well anyway. Feh.
She is such an ungrateful little brat, though. I was nice enough to locate one of my costumes for her to wear, since she didn't have one. And then she had the gall to ask me if I had anything else.
And her mother said "I don't want Jessie wearing a sheet." I made the costume myself. And I put a lot of work into it.
And wow. Every item of clothing definitely starts out as a sheet of some material. Just because the costume is white doesn't mean it's made out of a fucking bed sheet.
God. They have money troubles, and yet they feel that they're too good for some things? I'm sorry. But that seems really fucking stupid. I have had my bouts where I wanted stuff and money. But when it comes right down to it, I am not spoiled. Not like Jessie and that idiot mother of hers.
But yeah. I ended up letting her wear my Chinese cocktail dress and a pair of hand-made Chinese slippers that I bought from this really sweet lady. The restaraunt I bought those shoes from isn't opened anymore. I CAN'T replace them.
And my cocktail dress is no longer made in the short style. It's only made in the long style. And I like short Chinese cocktail dresses.
So if Jessies tears it up I'm going to be really pissed off. It was freaking expensive, and I wear it to classly get-togethers. I will NOT be happy if it comes back in mediocre condition. I've had it for two years and it still looks as pristine as the day I purchased it.
And I don't care if they don't have the money to be wasting. If that ungrateful brat [who didn't even thank me] tears up my dress, Diane and Charles will be forking over the money to buy me a new one. Including the shipping tax.
I'm such a bitch. I'm slowly beginning to realize that I'm getting colder and colder towards my Uncle and that woman he's living with. And Jessie. I haven't really spoken to Anthony to form a definite opinion about him. Dalton really is the only one in that family that I like.
He's so cute, and he actually thanks people when they give him things. No matter if it's just a glass of chocolate milk. In all that he does, he is sweet. And I love him to death.
I wish we were only taking him out trick or treating tonight. It would lighten my mood.
I was okay having time taken out of my night to just take Dalton out trick or treating. Regardless of the fact that I have homework. I was willing to stay up and get it done. But now that Jessie is tagging along. I feel like my night is being robbed from me.
Good thing I'll be with Emily, Jane, and hopefully Holly.
If Tasha shows up I think I'll cry.
I'm not in the mood to put up with her.
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mali - November 03rd, 2006 |
