Okay. The sentence is not death, however, I am not allowed online later than 10 for a week. And then it’s back to 11. And if I’m online too late after that, my pc gets moved from my room to the freezing study on the other side of the house. And the judge’s decision is final.
/me sighs
At least I’m still allowed online. What would I do without my mom? If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t be allowed online at all for the whole week.
/me sighs deeply
They don’t get it at all, do they? All I really want to do online is talk to Woy. But then, they don’t know about that. They’d ban me permanently. Or something. Or get my head checked again. But whatever.

Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
‘Cause I got you babe
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
‘Cause I got you babe
‘Cause we gonna fight
Oh yes we gonna fight
Believe we gonna fight
We gonna fight
Fight for our right to love yeah
Nobody wanna see us together
But it don’t matter no
‘Cause I got you

As Akon so aptly put it.
/me has that on repeat
/me takes a deep breath and sighs again

Lemme try to see the silver lining here: it could’ve been a lot worse. As is, I’m getting off pretty lightly. The pc could’ve been moved. I could’ve gotten banned for the week. I could’ve… um… gotten the curfew moved down permanently. I’m getting better at this silver lining thing. Or at least I think so.

Oh shoot!! I still have English homework. Damnit. Damn damn damn. I better go. Right now. Hopefully I’ll post again later. Probably.
/me sighs, then dashes off to go get her work

~ by cravingoxygen on August 18, 2008.