Okay so… yesterday was really weird.
I shouldn’t drink two Red Bulls in one day when I’ve only had one meal. Too much Red Bull and not enough food is bad.
REALLY BAD.
You’d think I’d know that by now since I already had something kind of like that happen before, except it was much worse. But that’s a different story for later, maybe.
So today I’m being driven nuts by 17 day old kittens who are finally deciding their little box of cozy awesomeness, isn’t so awesome anymore. They’ve decided that walking around, mewing at the top of their lungs and trying to investigate everything is much better.
While for me, it’s a fluffy walking nightmare.
Having to make sure kittens don’t get lost, stepped on or get into shit they’re not supposed to, is fucking irritating! But at the same time, it’s fucking adorable and I love it.
So, I guess I don’t mind too much, but getting up a million times while trying to write or something does get tiresome after a while.
Why do they have to be so loud anyway?
But whatever, kittens will be kittens.
I am starving, it’s 12:01pm. I really need to get some lunch soon.
But anyway, I’m already stressing about the 27th.
My mother’s friend’s granddaughter is having a party or some shit, and her grandmother absolutely fucking loves us, so we always get invited to their party things.
It was awkward last time, and that’s when I had the Red Bull freak out. Long story, like I said.
But her granddaughter does NOT like me, mostly because at the party they had gotten a waterslide and stuff for everybody to have fun with. Well, I just happened to look better in a bathing suit than she did, and her and her little slutty friends decided I was going to be the target of their snotty looks.
But I didn’t know anybody there except her grandmother, my mother and my sister. Oh and the grandmother’s husband.
So it kind of sucked that the only people to talk to were either older people who I don’t mind having conversations with, but they’d mostly like to drink beer or need to keep an eye on the kids.
And I always end up watching some kid or kids, because I’m fucking amazing with kids and since all the other young adults my age either suck with kids or don’t give a flying fuck I normally end up getting put up for the job.
I don’t mind I guess, gives me something to do. Since none of the guys will talk to me because they’re with the slutty bitches giving me dirty looks and I don’t talk to them because I have this issue of major shyness that I can’t seem to get around normally.
So the party wasn’t that great for me, and this party is going to have a waterslide again, and the same slutty bitches with the dirty looks too.
Doesn’t that sound like fun?
You think so?
Yeah me too… it’ll be fucking great.
I shouldn’t drink two Red Bulls in one day when I’ve only had one meal. Too much Red Bull and not enough food is bad.
REALLY BAD.
You’d think I’d know that by now since I already had something kind of like that happen before, except it was much worse. But that’s a different story for later, maybe.
So today I’m being driven nuts by 17 day old kittens who are finally deciding their little box of cozy awesomeness, isn’t so awesome anymore. They’ve decided that walking around, mewing at the top of their lungs and trying to investigate everything is much better.
While for me, it’s a fluffy walking nightmare.
Having to make sure kittens don’t get lost, stepped on or get into shit they’re not supposed to, is fucking irritating! But at the same time, it’s fucking adorable and I love it.
So, I guess I don’t mind too much, but getting up a million times while trying to write or something does get tiresome after a while.
Why do they have to be so loud anyway?
But whatever, kittens will be kittens.
I am starving, it’s 12:01pm. I really need to get some lunch soon.
But anyway, I’m already stressing about the 27th.
My mother’s friend’s granddaughter is having a party or some shit, and her grandmother absolutely fucking loves us, so we always get invited to their party things.
It was awkward last time, and that’s when I had the Red Bull freak out. Long story, like I said.
But her granddaughter does NOT like me, mostly because at the party they had gotten a waterslide and stuff for everybody to have fun with. Well, I just happened to look better in a bathing suit than she did, and her and her little slutty friends decided I was going to be the target of their snotty looks.
But I didn’t know anybody there except her grandmother, my mother and my sister. Oh and the grandmother’s husband.
So it kind of sucked that the only people to talk to were either older people who I don’t mind having conversations with, but they’d mostly like to drink beer or need to keep an eye on the kids.
And I always end up watching some kid or kids, because I’m fucking amazing with kids and since all the other young adults my age either suck with kids or don’t give a flying fuck I normally end up getting put up for the job.
I don’t mind I guess, gives me something to do. Since none of the guys will talk to me because they’re with the slutty bitches giving me dirty looks and I don’t talk to them because I have this issue of major shyness that I can’t seem to get around normally.
So the party wasn’t that great for me, and this party is going to have a waterslide again, and the same slutty bitches with the dirty looks too.
Doesn’t that sound like fun?
You think so?
Yeah me too… it’ll be fucking great.
I'm shy, too, and when I clam up at parties I do sometimes get snotty looks from other women who think *I'm* being snotty because of my shyness. It's a vicious circle.
ReplyDeleteNever had a Red Bull freakout, but I've ODed on coffee more than a few times. not fun. at all.