A Quest at the Mall

This all happened yesterday, but I was too sleepy to type this entire story out.

My mom needed to buy my cousin a birthday present, so I tagged along. That’s literally how this story starts. I was just bored at home, and felt like going outside. (I know, how crazy of me, right?)

This turned into a quest very quickly, as soon as we climbed onto the escalators. See, my mom got onto it, but these two aunties managed to get between us, and so I was behind them. So it’s my mom, then them- a granny, a mother, and a little kid- and then finally me.

The kid is like on drugs or something- he was insanely hyper!- and had obviously just had over a spoonful of sugar, and was jitterbugging around, jumping up and down, constantly in motion. Then, he falls, drags Mama down with them, down a few steps to where I was standing, and dammit, I got stabbed in the ankle by that evil auntie’s heel!! I got stabbed in the ankle by an auntie’s heels!! I was also pushed, cuz damn she had some momentum going for her, and nearly slipped down the escalator (it was going up.) but since I’d gripped the railing thingie just in time, I was safe. After we got off the escalator, I gave them at least a 7 meter radius, and walked around them to my mom. That auntie was evil =/

No joke, after the kid did all that, I was expecting at least an ‘I’m sorry”, SOME form of an apology, but no, she just scolded him playfully, with the most lyrical fake voice ever, to make it sound like she was the best mother ever, scolding her kid for misbehaving, right in public, cheers to her for being so reasonably disciplined, and all that. I mean, you could HEAR the smugness in her voice, like she was thrilled to be in the spotlight- her time to shine. Bleh, desperate for attention. Another thing- who goes, just for the heck of it, shopping in heels? If your out with friends, or it’s a date, and you want to look nice for and to impress the people you are going with fine, but if you’re going with your son that’s barely capable of putting one foot in front of the other- wait, that more aptly describes his clumsiness, not his age…since he wasn’t that young. Son that’s around six or seven? and your mother, who obviously doesn’t care about what color she’s wearing so long as it’s all warm? Are the heels really necessary then?

And then, on our way up to this store Breakout, I noticed for the first time ever who was at the mall. Usually, I just notice if there are a lot of people or not. I don’t bother to specify and notice- hey, there are loads of old people today, or something of that sort. But today I did, and there were waaayy too many kids for comfort.

And in Breakout, bam!, it’s full of little kids! It was terrible, I was trying reaaally hard to avoid them.

Oh, and don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate kids. Well, I don’t particularly like them either…I guess it’s like people, if I like them I do, but that doesn’t mean I like all those of that age group…something like that? It depends which kid, and I’ll give you an opinion. I might love one, hate another, and just find the other three boring. But otherwise, I don’t dislike all kids in general. Kind of neutral about it? But I do have a general they-should-get-lost-ew-why-are-they-here?! attitude towards most kids HERE. That’s cuz parents let them do whatever the SHIT they want to do. And this story will explain what I mean. Since I don’t just mean that the parents will toss them their iPhones and give them their own by the age of five, I mean- well, you’ll get it soon enough.

So I’m standing towards a corner of the store featuring the guys’ stuff, cuz I was helping my mom pick something out for my brother. We finally decided on this hoodie that was stripped. But we were arguing on the color. They had this blue an green stripped one, and a navy blue and yellow one. I found the yellow one cooler, and I think my Que has waaayy too much blue and green in his wardrobe as it is. But, as we stand there debating it out, there’s this mannequin right next to me. And this little girl trying to climb it. Yes, she was in fact trying to CLIMB it. And her dad’s like right there, and he doesn’t even bat an eye, until she along with the mannequin come tuuumbling down, and she just wriggles away, jumping towards the next closest mannequin, and tries to get to the top of that one. The mannequin, explodes into an assortment of limbs on impact with the ground, right next to where I’m standing, and I narrowly avoid being impaled with a pink plastic arm.

See? Forget parenting, there’s no CONTROL over these kids here, and by the time they get to something like five, they will be untamable BEASTS. Fear them, and run. That’s the best advise I can give. When forced in their company, be wary, very very wary. But don’t flinch or show any indication of anything other than happiness and rainbows- they smell fear!

And that was my adventure at the mall. Them kids were out to get me O.o

Sister Lacking Humanity: Proven

So basically today, i went shopping with some bday cash, and yes, i WILL put in a whole actual description of my brithday eventually…im not updating this thing often enough, i know =( but meanwhile, until i get round to doing that…why not complain a bit, hm?

So, ive always and always called my sister a psychopath. i mean, she just IS. im still shocked why no one else has diagnosed her with her lack of mental abilities and shipped her off to a safe enough asylum. safe for the nurses that treat her, that is.

oh? now why am i being so mean, and blahhy to her right now, you ask? cuz of her total lack of civility and plain ol’ humanity that she displayed to me just now.

ok, ok, rewind to the shopping. my mom and i go shopping, i get an awesome earrings set from forever 21 (i wish wish wiiish i couldve gotten some rings too! >~< ) and then we head over to a bookstore where i happen to bag the LAST copy of The Fault in Our Stars (FINALLY, right?!!) and we pick her up and come come.

My mom had even gotten her a pair of sparkly glitter tights while i bought my earrings, but no, she was ranting about the unfairness of life because she didnt go with us. and its not like we ignored her at home, like she does with me most of the time, and not even bother to say that theyre leaving or anything of the sort. She had literally spent all day at my cousins house, after having begged and screamed and yelled and cried to go in the first place. So while she was there, and having a blast too, might i add, we were out shopping. but no, she was still pissed at us.

So im in my mothers room, just chilling, and then, as im about to leave the room, she stops me, saying something. Hadia the Fat and Unforgiving, still holding a grudge, and after having yelled at her older brother for long enough, throwing pillows and anything else she could get her grubby little hands on all around the house, shoves the door  open with all her fat, momentum, and force behind it. And as im standing right THERE infront of the door that just was pushed open as if it weighed a ton and a half, the door slides gracefully, majestically on top of my foot. And breaks back an entire nail, blood flowing freely.

And as im crying, and sort of yelling (hey, justified. it HURT.) she just stands there. no gasps. no frantic ‘are you okay?!’. no SORRY, even. no nothing. no humanity, no civility. and i tell you, i loathe her for it. shes the saddest excuse for a human being ever. a puppy would be closer. it might whine or something if it heard me yelling. (ok, so i was yelling. sue me. like i said, justifiiiied.)

That p*g is the ONLY and only person who i am actually VERYY inclined to swear at. completely and absolutely. imagine how hard it is to LIVE with her. and  im probably stuck living with her until im married…cuz my dad will only let me live by myself or in a dorm over his dead body. wohoo.

and honestly, she just STOOD there. stil frowning, might i add. and i leave the room, and hear her yelling at my mom some more. she literally just IGNORED me. ugh.

she couldnt stand that i was happy, glad and thrilled that id finally gotten The Fault in Our Stars, had fun shopping and actually bought something- i was in a good mood, and she wasnt going to stand having that happen while shes in such a shitty one. she might very well have done it on purpose, and i wouldnt put it past her if she did. oh yeah, i have one HELL of a low opinion of her. bleh.

and even afterward, my mom was trying to make it up to her or something (could i be incharge of that, please? ill give a nice strong punch to the face, how about it? shell feel better at once, i promise. unconscious and dreaming is better than insane and raging, am i right?) by giving her aloe-infused (infested, as she says.) socks. all that was left was for her to pick a color. and she comes strolling in here, as im typing this out, and just asks me for my opinion, just like that. no sorry. nothing. shes just calm and debating whether blue or purple socks are better. uuugh.

i hate that that- i must resort to weasley insults then.

that little GIT, and PRAT.

well…hope the rest of my day doesnt suck nearly as bad.

-Dr. Grey I. Wattson

ps. suuuch a superfitial thing, but i cant even wear most of my SHOES with this bandage wrapped around my toe!! most my shoes are closed, my khalas/aunts have literally stolen  my only chapals/flip flops. and  the sandals i have are too fancy and heel-y to wear while my toe throbs like it is now. hmph. i cant even wear my new shoes that i got just yesterday and havent worn ONCE.

do take care to notice the seriousness of this hate and this post, as i have not used a single emoticon at all. at ALL. just think about that for a bit. 

Blame the Internet: an Apology, Exams, and a Ban

First, an Apology. im SO SO SOOOO SORRYYYY. i havent exactly been updating this thing for a loooooong tiiime. im sowwy >.<

I have excuses, believe me, i do! its like the universe, life, and everything else (ie, 42) are trying their hardest to stop me…well, first the internet sucks. its biased and mean. a true typical hollywood bully =( and as ive complained about it multiple times previously to this post, i shant do it again. atleast not now. and two, the laptop broke down.  and i absolutely refuse to type on an ipad. it kills your wrists and then you cant draw! and my not being able to draw- weeelll, im not about to let it happen, now or ever!

So how am i typing this out? well, ive kind stoled my dads laptop and am trying it out now. its just IMPOSSIBLE to use for me. first, its waaay too big, and ive somehow alread managed to close this tab twice. and i hope there isnt a third time…

ignoring my constant rants that few of you have probably missed, who am i kidding, ive got no readers =( *sniff*, back to the main point!

i apologise now for my extreme lack of updates. although, i do have an alt. ive complied a documentation, a journal, if you will, of all the going ons of life and shit as i know it to put here once i have the time after my exams. yes, on paper. and as the concept of an actual tangible diary (NOT a diary. a journal.) may be hard/impossible for many people to grasp, its there. and i did write one. a journal. hee hee.

kaaay, so updates about that journal, laterrrrr. summer vacation, wohoo!

soo. EXAMS. due to which my parents have banned me from the internet, the ipad, the laptop, video games (all excluding that ONE pokemon game i just cant find…(platninum)), emails, fb, 9gag, and at some point, my phone. bleh. i myself have banned myself from reading new books so to satisfy my thirst for reading, im rereading old books of mine. like the charlie bone series. i found out NOW, my second time only reading the series, that i havent actually read the ENTIRE series. i mean, sure, i knew i skipped the first book, but i didnt know there was an EIGHTH one!! and now that im done with that, im reading alex rider. again. bleh =P

soooo ive got two weeks til my exams start…and then they end on the 30th of May. cant wait. til the 30th, not the 7th..er, yeaaah.

so up. the apology…oh and an apology in advance since i wont be back here til the 30th! sorryyyyy.

Whats there to look forward to when i do get back, HMMM?! well, im glad you asked!

stuff like my recent dream where i became bros with batman, and the very awkward moment (so awkward that when im next asked in truth or dare, and ive been dared to pick truth, ill have to answer with this) with my childhood bro, ishi, and the science fair fail of the 6th and 7th graders that i attended, the Farewell function/my graduating thing, the drama of the couples in my group of friends, and much much more. i also had a dream where goku and vegeta become knights in shinning armor and asist me in defeating the Bloors of Bloors Academy (from charlie bone. get my references, people, plz!?).

now that you know i have not been holding out on the craziness and insanity and randomness of my actual life, stay tuned!

[uuuuggggh. i just realized im gonna have SOOO muuuuuuch to typpppe ouuuut nooowww…bleeeeh. im laaaazyyyyy alreaddyy just thinking about it..]

Buh-Bye! And wish me luck/pray/whatever that i get GREAT grades =P

laterrrr, y’all!