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Tuesday, August 1, 2006


....I Don't Even Know....

Sunday going great right? YEP! the day of the concert!! what I've been looking forward all summer! I was so excited, I was gonna spend a day with my Sis and I would wear my outfit that I had planned out a week before the concert. I was so excited for the day to finally be here! so my friend calls and tells me to get my stuff ready cause I'd be changing at her place after we went to a party with her family.
Me and my friend had everything, we both had out great new clothes and we even let my sis's cousin put make up on us. Even though we only wear eyeliner we decided to wear bold blue eyeshadow for me and green for my sis. so its someting important to us if my sis and I wear more then just eyeliner and lip gloss.
We were bearly gonna make it in time for the concert cause we were running late (traffic) so we jumped out of the car and were getting ready to run a few blocks to the concert. but then some guys at the parking garage were eyeing me too openly and it was so gross the way the were looking I had to run back to the car to get my jacket and made us even more late, and I still got checked out by gross old gezers, but any way when we got to the concert hall we found out something. The concert was fucking CANCLED! due to a band member's relitive dying or somthing like that (or at least thats what we were told by the people at the hall). so me and my sis were depressed about that and wanted to cry even, but didn't. instead we just spent the night at San Fransico.
We went to the fisherman's warf and the shops there. We tried on the wild hats they had. ones with springs coming out of it. or the jester's hat (wich I loved but it was $40) and the pharo's hat. the squid octopus dolphin alligator, the spikes, the wtf hats! it was so cool and we had fun messing around. then we went to Chocolate Hevan and bought lots of chocolates and I wanted chocolate pasta and band aids!! yep chocolate band aids. then we went to eat at a nice italian resterant. we laughted so hard at one of my storied the whole resterant looked at us like we were high. we went to other stores which was fun.
We wanted to go to the Hard Rock Cafe and the Bar in there but we were to young for the bar...and the cafe was to expinsive...so yeah we had to skip that...which sucked. but we saw street performers and all, I hadn't seen them in a few years so it was good to see them perform again. then at like 10 or 11 pm. And then I crashed at my friend's house in a closer city then the city I live in. I called my mom and told her, she bearly agreed but agreed.
We got up pretty late and late for my Sis's doctor's appointment. so we skipped eating and raced to the doc's office and spent some time there. then my Sis's mom (oh yeah my 'Sis' is my bff not a biological sister) took us to grab a bite to eat. we ate chinese and then the next building over was my futuer martal arts teacher and I stopped by to say hi to him.
then I went home and it was 2pm. my mom wasn't home and my brother gave me the phone with a fucking SMIRK IN HIS FACE! then my dad yelled at me and wow....that was brutal. I started to shake so much and cry like there was no end to my tears.
then I went into my room and it was trashed. totally trashed. my mom had trashed my room while I was gone which pissed me off so god damn much! I was worse. then my mom came home and yelled at me more. I'm sure people outside could hear us. so then I cleaned my room and kept crying.
my mom forbid me from crying though. but I still did. I couldn't help it. I just had to cry. and I just did. I couldn't take it. there was so much yelling at me. so much insults. and the way my parents yelled at me for not calling and said that I'm beign not responisble and me being not trustworthy never to be trused again. and not allowed to ever go out again. I'm just...wow I can't even explain it all. I'm just to upset to explain all the yelling all the motives and evertything that happened when I got home.
I wish I never went home. I won't be surprised if I run away. or if I end up saying that I'd rather die...okay so I did say all that running away and dying stuff. but I need to think aobut everything that happened. I need to talk to some one really badly....after I think about what happened so I can explain it to someone else clearly. I just remember the yelling and me crying....I don't want to keep crying. I want to stop but I can't..

The Worst Thing In The World Is To Cry Non Stop And Have No Shoulder To Cry On
-me and its true I know it too well.

good bye
Much Love
@--->---------
~Rose~

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