another lazy saturday. not that i don't have anything to do, but that i'm lazy. it's little miss o's birthday tomorrow and it's also W's birthday so i really think i should get my homework done today. i'm tired, like every saturday because someone has an unhospitable schedule.

the whore and her pimp are moving out of the downstairs. i hate them so i can't say i'm really upset about it. unfortunately that means that someone else will be moving in down there. i hate tenants. i hate having people in my house. it makes me feel dirty. if i wanted to live with a bunch of strangers i would rent an apartment, or sign up for the real world.

i was sitting in my HIST321 class yesterday listening to Prof. McNally's lecture and i swear, if class had lasted 5 more minutes i would have snapped at someone to shut the fuck up. first there was the usual crap from the chinese guy. he's always interupting, asking stupid questions or adding stupid comments about what he thinks about blah blah blah. i should explain here how this class works. It's a lecture class which means that students sit in class and listen to the Prof lecture and take notes on what he's saying. Our class is only 50 minutes long so in order to get through all the material there isn't much time for questions. This is not really unusual, that's why teachers have office hours, so if you have questions or you need extra help understanding things, you can go ask personally so you don't take away from any one else's time. To McNally's credit, if you shut up and let him finish, he will pretty much tell you everything you need to know. If you have an extra interest in something, he's available for a few minutes after class, as well as office hours. But if he keeps getting interupted, he can't tell you everything you need to know. So back to class, McNally makes this comment about The Godfather, adding that we've probably never seen it. This is a joke. He's always making comments like that because well, to be honest, we don't come off as the brightest class. So some girl blurts out, "BULLSHIT! Why do you always treat us like we're stupid??" I really wanted to say, "because you are." Anyway, i think it's the stupid fat girl in my group. she really irritates me. So i don't know why but chinese man and fat girl kept making stupid comments and questions, so they were really pissing me off. i was this >< close to snapping at them to shut up.

my mom is complaining about everyone else to me now. i hate when she does this because i don't always agree with her, especially when she talks shit about my step dad. she's always putting him down and while she may have valid reasons, my step dad works really hard at his three jobs so that my mom doesn't have to work so she can live out her dream of going to college. Personally, i'd cut him a break once in a while. it's like she wants him to be perfect which is not possible. that's how she is, she wants people to act like how she wants and if they don't then they're rude, stupid, dumb, irresponsible, disrespectful, etc. basically she just thinks of him as someone who is only here to make money for her. i don't think that's really very nice. it really pisses me off.

i have to go to costco today. i've been trying to go all week. W was off on tuesday and thursday, like usual, and on tuesday, i asked him if we could go to costco on thursday. he said yes, but come thursday... "i don't want to go, you can go, i'm gonna play with roy on the computer." nevermind that he said two days ago that we could go and if i knew he was gonna pull that on thursday, i would have gone on tuesday. anyway, saturdays i usually get the car so today is costco/gym day.

my mom finally left my room. i've been trying to listen to this CD for like an hour at least, but i can't listen to it while she's in here because for one thing if she tries to talk over the music she just talk louder and louder and loud noises bother me. another things is it's ICP, which is her least favorite thing to listen to. she'd rather listen to the whore downstairs fuck her flavor of the week instead of crazy clowns rapping. sure they swear and all but not like she's never heard those words before. but that's ok, i don't expect her to understand, few do.

my mom came back. i thought she had left to go do something, but i guess she had a need to come back in here and talk some more. now she's talking about selling the house. talk talk talk.

i'm trying to listen to my CDs so i can find a good one to take to the gym with me. i was going to make one, but i don't think i wanna put that much time into it today. it will have to wait until next week or something. am going thru my past journal entries looking for anything i wrote about the whore downstairs. i'm pretty sure i've already told the story about Kylene and how she used to be like my best friend in 7/8th grade until we got to high school and she betrayed me by doing a very unfriendly thing.

shit nevermind, i'm tired of looking for it. basically, she was going out with this guy when we were 15. she was all into him and was having sex with him and all that. anyway, he wasn't the nicest guy ever, but that's not really the point. she got upset at me and told my mom that i was fooling around with her boyfriend. This was a problem because i was not allowed to date and i was especially not allow to "fool around" with guys and she knew this. My mom, rarely believes me over other people be it my brother, my friends, the neighbors, whoever. SO my mom totally believe her and didn't even bother to ask me if it was true or not. She grounded me for 6 months (and when she says 6 months, she means 6 months). So that's the basic story. Ever since i've hated her. that's not how you treat your friends, even if that was true. i can see if she believed that i was fooling around with him she would have every reason to hate me and to stop being my friend or whatever, but to tell my mom just to get me in trouble. That's just unacceptable. that'd be like if i had gone to her dad and told him that his little jehova's witness daughter was fucking some guy... well see? that'd be mean.

so was i fooling around with her boyfriend? i'm not saying. not because i'm guilty and not because i'm not guilty. just because it's no one's business except me and ryan's (the bf in question) and he's not talking and neither am i. what he may have told her, i don't know, like i said, no one really bothered to ask me what happened. besides, there's no point in it now, the fact is, she was wrong be betray me like that, regardless of whatever reasons she believed she had. i don't do that to my friends and my friends don't do that to me.

there's more to the story of course, but i think i mentioned it earlier in here and i don't really feel like getting into it now. i've been sitting here long enough and i really need to go do things, like find a present for W! and call ryan (my cousin, not the exbf up there)