Silence. The sound of nothingness. In my case the sound of a father and daughter in a fight. Well not a fight. Just a quarrel. But this quarrel has led to me being unable to spend time with my friends. How many times has this happened in the summer holidays? 3. Three times I've done something wrong apparently and by consequence I'm not allowed to see my friends. I hardly ever get to out of school time anyway with all the sport and we are always busy. So why ban me from the one time in maybe six months where I can hang out like a normal child.
This all began because I'm going to a concert on the 11th and the tickets have not yet arrived. So I asked father to call the ticket office asking where they were because I had assumed they had sent them and probably got lost in the post or someone had stolen them. He calls me over and says where does it say they've sent the tickets? So I show him an email showing the order number. He says but that doesn't mean they've sent the tickets and goes into a lengthy talk about just because I've ordered tickets doesn't mean they send them straight away. I say okay but we ordered them a month ago so I thought they would be posted by now. He then continues to patronise me so at this point I'm pretty pissed off. So I head up to my room feeling like although I may have got it wrong I didn't deserve the extended talk. So I'm getting ready to go to dancing and he comes in and starts talking to me all jokily but guess what. I'm still pissed at him for making me feel like an idiot. So I ignore him and keep my mouth shut.
After dancing I return to the car and say triumphantly the address of the party I'm going to. But he just looks at me and says you're going home because you've been rude. At first I couldn't remember anything I could have done wrong. Then I remember I ignored him for all of ten seconds. So this is the cause of me not being able to spend time with my friends. Great. It's not like I haven't done anything good today. I did menial chores that needed doing and mother almost died of shock. Oh great now I'm actually pouting.
This is like the time in France where I agreed to meet up with a friend but I didn't kiss my grandpere hello. Therefore it meant I couldn't see her.
Fucking bullshit I say.
So now all that fills the silence of the house if the television downstairs.
Ms.Loco xoxo
Pissed off
Well hey there trollers.
I haven't blogged since March but I'll give it my best shot to blog more regularly fingers crossed. Anyhoo you should know me by now ! The one and only Ms.Loco !
But if you don't here's a quick summary. Brown hair, eyes and skin. Crazy, sporty, flirty, dancey me. Et voila c'est tout :). Au revoir mes amis bisous! xoxo
I have friends?