In about two minutes the date will change from July thirteenth to July fourteenth making this title wrong so you might wonder why I don’t just make the title June fourteenth and the obvious answer is that this blog post is about June thirteenth. I would have written this earlier but someone was hogging the computer and I knew if I asked them to scram they’d whine and cry about it so I kept my mouth shut.
This morning I woke up to the sound of a teacher talking and that irritated me. Half sleeping I couldn’t understand a word they were saying and this also irritated me. Then after playing on my phone I went to brush my teeth. Some human piece of garbage has been shoving their toothbrush into the same slot as the tongue cleaner thing and to be honest I’d like to heave them out the window but I don’t because then they’d cry and that pisses me off.
Once my tooth brushing is done I take a shower and part to god it doesn’t leak. Then I go downstairs where I find my relatives all sitting on the couch because their iPads are not in their possession so they’re not sure what to do with their miserable existences. They makes jokes I think and I can’t help but smile even though they aren’t funny.
My grandma calls us for dinner and so we all head to the dinner table where some thing is being served. She says tl and I have to eat off this plate of assorted meats and vegetables and says that if we don’t eat it ourselves she’ll force us to. Then she repeats herself. My grandma likes to repeat herself. My grandma likes to repeat herself.
A minute into lunch she yells at me for not yet taking anything so I grab nearly everything on the plate in protest. I want to argue with her but I know that if I do my dad will murder me and then hide the body. So again I keep quiet.
Y Vien that little brat waddles over to the dinner table and immediately I want to scream and tell her to shut up but I don’t say anything and instead stare at my food which looks repulsive. Squid and chicken. An inspired combination.
Y Vien keeps talking or maybe she didn’t, I don’t remember. Either way I want to blast my brains out. Each pointless comment only existing to make noise pushes me further and further over in the edge and in my head I’m screaming Shut up or I’ll rip your tongue out but in reality I’m just staring at my food. Was I laughing and talking with the rest of the table or was I just sitting there? I forget.
Once lunch is over I read my book, American Psycho, which is a very good book. It’s about this yuppie in the late eighties who is also a serial killer and it’s very funny.
After my reading session I planned to finish Fire Emblem and then play some Stardew Valley and if I have time after and if no stupid little idiot is using the laptop I can write a blog and get to work on my novel.
Just as I’m about to get started on Fire Emblem my dad comes home and makes me play catch.
And then when I go back in and start some Fire Emblem my grandma informs me we are going out to eat which really put a wrench in my plans. I don’t protest because my dad is there and I know he’ll have a mental breakdown if I say anything.
I have to get in the car with those annoying little brats and things start off fine but eventually I must have said something though I don’t really remember what it was and she starts being a brat and tells me to be quiet and so I tell her to be quiet even though I want to yell something something more along the lines of “shut the hell up” and she keeps being a disrespectful diaper toting baby masquerading as a seven year old and at that moment I wanted to reach over the backseat and punch her in the face and break all of her fingers but I don’t because then the adults would be mad even though beating kids is a favorite past time of theirs. That was a joke. Please don’t bother me about respecting people.
Does anybody read these anyway? Does anybody care?
After visiting the cemetery I talk to Khoi about why menus don’t put pictures on their menus which is as uninteresting as it sounds but I just wanted to distract myself. Of course I am quickly reminded Khoi is a little kid and eventually the conversation stops after his did scolds him for insulting one of the little kids in the back. Then he and Angel start whacking each other. It was boring. I stared out the window for the rest of the trip.
For dinner we go to this restaurant with a very small menu. The place gave off the impression of a place that tries to be trendy and makes bank off of young people who also wanted to be trendy.
I order or rather tl orders a sandwich that bleeds onto my hands when I try to eat it which bothers me because I hate getting my hands dirty but it doesn’t bother me too much because the sandwich was very tasty.
It rains so we have to wait inside for the adults to pull up the two cars next to us. The little kids are running around and hitting each other and being loud and being a nuisance. It’s embarrassing to be around my family. So I tell Khoi to shut up or I’ll slit his eyes until he has the vision of a housefly’s and of course he doesn’t take me seriously and all the little brats just laugh. I wanted to slam his head into the table but I don’t. Everyone else seems to be in a good mood and they probably think I am too. Maybe I was in a good mood during dinner and that just changed right afterward. Maybe I’m bipolar. Maybe I was faking the entire time. I don’t remember.
We go back to the house and I use the bathroom and as always, some troglodyte, some degenerate, some no-mannered barbaric hooligan has to, get this, knock on the door while I’m in there. Are they dumb? Can they just not think? The lights are on and the door is locked. For the love of god leave me alone I’d like to use the bathroom please and thank you very much. This has been bothering me a lot especially at the frequency at which it happens. But I know you don’t care so I’ll stop.
I finish Fire Emblem and I look up to see all of the stupid little kids play Roblocks. Roblocks. Roblocks! I head downstairs to watch Bien and Khoi play on the switch and a little while later I wonder why the hell im watching two idiots play on a projector despite the fact a perfectly usable tv is just upstairs.
I was bored. I was bored out of my mind, and then I went to sleep. I hoped you enjoyed my blog. sayonara!