My Numbers

April 22, 2011

Looking Forward To It

Hello. Another stupid night. I came hope, happy, I'd had a great day. Then my night got nicer cause I finished my work. So when I got hungry, I assumed that the 3/4 of the burrito I didn't finish at dinner at Chipotle would still be there for me to enjoy and finish my night off nicely. WRONG. My stupid dog, got into my purse and ate my whole burrito! And believe it or not this made me cry. Not due to the fact that my dog ate my food, that happens occasionally, but because nowadays I have very few things to look forward to. For example, all I have to look forward to is the weekend, Thursday afternoons with my mom, and starting my job at Laser Quest. So when I have something to look forward to, like a delicious chicken burrito from Chipotle, you'd imagine I get excited about it. So when I found out that all my dog had left me was a few grains of rice, I blew it. I just started sobbing. I don't understand why this shit happens to me! I am still upset about this. It's like, my fucking dog, who is a tenth of my size ate that burrito that was MINE, I was looking forward to it, I bought it, I wrapped it up all nicely, and who got to enjoy it? My fucking dog, not me! God! Fuck this shit!
--
Natalie
Tip of the Day: Don't get pets, especially dogs. Fuck those things, they just take what little joys you have in your life at the moment and digest them.

April 20, 2011

Asking for Help is a Crime in My Home

I'm too upset to start off as I normally do. I just had the fight of my life with my upstairs toilet. I went pee, but somebody must’ve went number two earlier cause my toilet got clogged. I had to plunge it. And through a series of unfortunate events, my toilet flooded and it was gross, and wet as fuck. So after 15 more minutes I finally asked my brother for help. He said in the rudest voice “With what?” I told him, “With the bathroom” then he made this ugh/moaning noise. So I got upset and told him “Nick I’m not in the mood. Please help me. I never ask, so when I do ask, I really need it. Please.” He went to the bathroom, and said “If I unclog this in a matter of seconds I’m gonna be mad.” He unclogged it in seconds. So as he was storming off, I said “Oh you’re mad cause I can’t unclog a toilet and I asked you for this favor? Wow!”
I could understand if he was working all day long, and did chores when he got home, and he was exhausted. Even if he was working a part time job I could understand. But no! He doesn’t work. You wanna know what my lame brother did today? He played his Xbox 360 all day! Has barely left his room, AND he took a nap at like 5:00pm. So not only has he not worked or done chores, but he slept for an hour and a half or so! He shouldn’t be tired! So he’s just being a lame, lazy, loser, mean, ungrateful brother!
I rarely ask him for ANYTHING! So when I do, you’d think he would understand that it’s important! But no, he’s got to be a dick head! God, I’m glad he’s moving. He needs a wake up call from my step-mom. He’s so rude. I still can’t believe I got that type of reaction from him about the toilet.
This was seriously the last straw. I’m happy he’s leaving...
--
Natalie Monique
Tip of the Day: Fuck asking for help.

March 5, 2011

Chips and Salsa

Hey Readers! Natalie Monique here. Well, I'm stuck at home eating chips and salsa--totally bored. I hate broken promises. Let me explain. My step-dad told my brother Nick and me that he'd take us out to see a movie that we both want to see, Take Me Home Tonight, with Tropher Grace from That 70's Show. So I was excited, right? I got dressed and fixed mahself up, you know? I find out from my brother the movie starts at 7:30, and it was about 3:00pm at the time so I decided to do homework and catch up on Facebook to pass the time. It's flippin' 6:55pm and guess what? My step-dad is ASLEEP on the frickin' couch and I'm still home. I hate when people do that stuff. GRRRR! Has anybody done that to you? I mean I'll admit, I've done that once or twice, but I mean this dude does it all the time. Ugh whatever...