Mar. 22nd, 2004

girl says;

Mar. 22nd, 2004 01:18 am
spokenjade: (she's kissing you; wrongly_amused)

Maggie: Where's the other guy?
Lily: Oh. Well, um, he- he just went to get a soda, he was really thirsty. Um, he thought that a beverage, you know, would quench his thirst, because he was so dehydrated. Um, *drinking motion* gulp, gulp, gulp.
Maggie: You don't think much of my comprehension skills, do you?

<333 RFR.

girl says;

Mar. 22nd, 2004 06:30 am
spokenjade: (pimp;
had a lovely discussion with my mother...

Okay, first thing you should know is that my mother hates anything related to Japanese culture, because she doesn't understand any of it, and learning new things makes her brain hurt (her words, not mine).

Second thing you should know is that I adore Japanese culture, and it's a huge interest of mine.

Well, my mother says that being interested in Japan is weird and by telling people that I like it, I'm telling them not to talk to me.


She thinks it's stemmed from my lack of public schooling. "If you were at a school, you'd have other things to think about." In other words: "Let's just ignore the fact that you thought about it before, I just want to ship you off 9 to 10 hours a day so I don't have to listen to you talk about it, and if I'm lucky, public schooling can kill your interest in anything that won't land you a 9-5 job, or anything you can't find in the local paper, like it did for me! :D"


Mom: I just don't want you to be somewhere, and when someone says "What do you want to do with your life?" you raise your hand and go "I want to go to Japan and work in a temple for no pay."

But it's WHAT I WANT TO DO. Rawr, much? Yes. She doesn't believe it's a true passion of mine, and therefore she has no problem insulting it, and me for liking it, because it shouldn't hurt, I don't REALLY like it.

And, since she believes that no one else in the world likes this stuff (Well, there's those people online, but they're not real), she has no problem doing so IN FRONT OF OTHER PEOPLE.

I'll be talking to a friend about it, and she'll go "Don't talk about that, it's weird." (or worse, that's the mild end of the stick) and they're equally passionate. Thus, said friend is completely insulted and talking to each other becomes weird for both of us.

And of course, whenever we start heading down the road of "Proof That Mom Is Wrong" she gets tired of the conversation and goes "Okay," and throws me out. -___-;

She didn't like my suggestion of "Just don't talk to me for two years, and we'll be fine!", and if I don't talk to HER, I get yelled at. >>;; So any arguments we have, are thus her fault. *laughs*

Well, I feel better now. Anyone up for a game of slide? XDDDD

girl says;

Mar. 22nd, 2004 09:10 pm
spokenjade: (mine/egl)

Okay, I'm seriously not wanting to let Josh use my keyboard again. First he took it when I wasn't in my room, and thus, I couldn't finish Chicken's colourbar on time. Then, when I did finish it, I left it open in PSP to put the code into when I woke up.

He's taken my keyboard.

I get it back, and when I hook it in, everything freezes and stuff. Which means he messed with the wire, because that's what happens when you fuck with it. ><

So, I had to shut down my computer, and I lost EVERYTHING.

I'm hella pissed, and upset, because this is now the SECOND time I haven't been able to get that thing done, and I hate not being able to do what I say I'll do. It's driving me insane, but I'm just going to lay down now and try and calm myself down. Bleh.


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