Sunday, December 28, 2008

Theories, part two.

Ok, so this is what John and I were doing while my mom and my aunt were sitting right across the room from us. And the theory he's talking about at the beginning was my theory that my mom and my aunt were acting so rude because they thought if they ignored us, we would go away. And it should be pretty easy to figure out who's saying what. So, enjoy.

Your theory may be correct. Test it, and it’ll be that other thing that I can’t remember. What’s it called? Theory….made factual…..by experiment…………..shit, what’s it called? A LAAAAAAAAAW! That’s what I meant. Yeah. A law. I just like typing, OK?

Um, YEAH, I know the feeling. Why must everything be so DIFFICULT?!

Look away for a moment. *SMILE* I’m not saying anything.

Hey poopie! They’re making jokes and just totally leaving us ouuuuttt.

Dammit, I wanna’ laugh too. Like, really BAD. And I’m suffering. Because I don’t have my McDonald’s. Or my movie. *SCREECHES* I WANT MY SATURDAY NIGHT MOVIE!!

You have a “Saturday night movie”? Um, usually you’re with me on Saturday nights dude. And we don’t watch movies.-_-

It’s a new thing. Starting……………………………………………………………..now. Shush, girl. Shut your lips. LISTEN TO THEEMMM. I cannot understand their language. It’s like they are speaking in tongues. The bad kind.

If the Saturday night movie thing is new, do I get to participate? :)

That was the original plan, remember? I just feel like typing, ok? I’m in that typing mood. AWRIGHT? CAPISCE? I guess you want-a type-a?

Yes-a! You know, you shouldn’t call your girlfriend a dumbass. It kinda makes you look badddd.

OHMYGAWD! I just thought of something HUUUUGE. Actually, it’s a fantastically bad idea. HOW ABOUTTTTT….I call your mommy’s phone and be like “HEY GIRL WHAT”S UP??!!?” Yeah. Bad idea. Hmmmmmmmm………..I think later. I am thinking now……………..why’d she leave like that?

She went to turn the heat up. But when she looked at me before she got up, I think she said, “When’s he leaving?”

Surely, your ears deceive you. HOPEFULLYYYYYYYYYYYy. NO. Your ears deceived you. You must believe that. OK?! RIGHT> NOW, I’m leaving. Goodbye. SHE….*splutters*…YOU….*splutters* BUH YOU SAY SHE SAY MEH LEAAAVE!

But I don’t wannnnnt you tooooooo-uh.

I just wish she had the balls to tell me to leave. Instead of keeping us all…twisted. Like this. I’m just gonna’ go. I don’t appreciate this. You wanna’ come with?

You know she won’t let me. She’ll be like, “You’ve been with him all afternoon.” She thinks that’s such a good excuse. But why is it so bad that we spend time together? It’s not like we’re with each other 24-7.

YEAH I JUST TEXTED YOUR MOM. I think the jig is up. IDK. OMG NOBODY DOES. Yeah, that’s your mom. She’s texting me to leave. I just know it. I’m psychic. To a degree. Not with a finger! WITH ME ‘EAD.

But you KNOW it’s not like a light. It doesn’t have an on-off switch!!! I think she sent you one back. She looked like she was texting. And you know she’s a little slow haha.

She’s still texting. She hasn’t closed her phone, I don’t think. WHAT HAVE IDONE? WHAT HAVE I DONE? I HAVEN’T DONE ANYTHING. I’m going to that college for court reportin’. Because I type so fast I can probably type down everything the judge says. In court. You know…report what he says in court. Court Reportin’. College of Court reportin’. In fact, I believe there is one in Texas. Fort Worth or something. Idk. Some shit. SHE NEVER TEXTED BACK DID SHE? HOW YOU KNOW??

I asked her. She shook her head. And you know what’s really irritating? Michelle’s on her side. She’s acting like we’re criminals or something. It’s not fair! No es justo!

What makes you think she thinks…what makes you think she thinks we’re criminals? I mean, how are you getting that vibe?

Idk. I just….am. Ok?

Well, judging from past events, that actually makes sense. Because….well, I have like…a psychic connection. Please tell me I have a guilty look on my face. What are they being so rude to me?
She just asked michelle a question LOOOOOK what are they doing? What’d she say/ I’m freaking out whyasdlkf are they doing that/ wa;si havefn’t done anything I….what? what’d she say? Wahat? Huh? What?

Caaaaalllllmmm down. She said she was gonna come over here. Look! There she is!
Mom, you didn’t answer his question.

I think ya’ll have been together long enough today and you SERIOUSLY need to clean your room. So if ya’ll wanna spend time together tomorrow I think you should call it a night & start on your room. Love, Mom.

See now, why couldn’t she say that earlier and NOT waste my time?

Be strong, Mom. He wants food, and he wants to watch a movie. Well, he wanted to watch it here, with me, but whatever. But now he just wants to go eat and watch his Saturday night movie. He wanted you to tell him if you wanted him to leave. I’m no messenger gal. Being a messenger gal puts me in a difficult position. He has to OPEN tomorrow. OPEN. Oooooopen. So it’s not like we were gonna hang out waaay late anyway. I’m just sayin’. I was planning on doing that tomorrow, while you were at work.

She still hasn’t directly answered my question. Well, she sorta’ did. But I’m heading to GA. Possibly. Probably not. But it’s a definite possibility. And I won’t be back until Tuesday afternoon or evening. And Wednesday, I gotta’ close. Then I gotta’ work Thursday…I’m off Friday, but that’s your LAST day. Right?

Well, we’ll still get to see each other Wednesday, won’t we? I mean, it’s freaking New Year’s Eve. But what about your grandpa’s b-day?

Perhaps we should go down there….away from *snarls* THEM.

Well, as good as getting away from *snarls* THEM sounds….he’s probably down there because he wants to be *snarls* ALONE. That’s just how much of a dud he is. See? Not dad, DUD. DUUUUUD. I hope we get to shoot fireworks. DUUUUUUUUUDS. They’re all a bunch of duds.

ZOMFG. My nipples look like milk duds! That’s….that’s a joke. They don’t actually look like
milk duds. K. Got that. Good. Got it. MOVING ON. I WANNA’ BE A DUD! DUDDYYYY! Why are they trying to single me out? They’re trying to get you on their side! Are y’all seriously going out to eat? I doubt it. She’ll probably just make eat here….with *snarls* THEM.

But I dooon’t wannnaaaaa. I’m really in the mood for pasta. But will she let me have that? No. NO MEANS NO! ….HELP ME

I HOPE YOU LET THEM KNOW HOW RUDE THEY’VE BEEN TO ME. When I leave, you should let Michelle know…well, she’s rude. And then go into a long, lengthy lecture about it. She’s ignored me the entire time. And YOU. And you’re her niece. Her ONLY niece. You’re family, and she hasn’t seen you…..get my point? Catch my drift? OHKAI, BAIBAI. BAI. Bay.bay. bee. I just don’t wanna’ leave. Not without you anyway. It feels wrong. I hate this. This is wrong. I’ve said that already. It’s 8:30. I’m hungry. Is there no way your mom and I can cut a deal? It doesn’t look like it does it? Chances are slimk. Not fat. Right. Got it. Thumbs up. I mean, down. Bad. Bad. Awful. I mean, I’m just great. I’m fantastic, and she just’s mean. I ddidn’tads;lkjfds fdsifna;dkjga;diNow I DON’T WANNA LEAVEEEEEEEEEEEE.
I think your mom and M…………your whole family hates me. Yeah. Except Phyllis. She’s the only one who EVER liked me! Yuh-ahuh.

No, Nanny and Pop like you. They like everybody. And they LOOOOOVE me, so if you have anything to do with me, they’re gonna like you. And Michelle’s telling me that you should leave so my mom doesn’t get mad.

I just don’t wanna’ leave just because she said so. Know what I mean? Why can’t I leave on my own? I’m about to deliver probably the best insult. Michelle is a LOT like my mom. ‘nuff said. Will you walk me to muh car? I DON’T LIKE HER LAUGH IT’S FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE FAKE

Will you be on AIM any tonight?

I will be just for you. :)

I’m anxious to try out my webcam with AIM. But we don’t have to stay on long since you have to get up early tomorrow. That works. Let’s go now. Before I get in twubble.

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