GOD F*****G D@M|\/|!!!

[chaoswolf]

Rant time. Translation of the subject for those of you who don't read behind comic book swearing "God fucking damn!!!" There is a good reason for this. If you don't want to read it, don't look behind the cut. I am not asking that pity be shown towards me, I am just ranting as this is my LJ to rant in, so I will use it damnit. The context in the cut tag implies that my sister super_star_girl is not dead yet. Though I wish she was from time to time, as she is a bit annoying and a bit of a bitch. If I knew how to erase the problems of her intelligence being put towards remembering things a bit better, I would shift her mind towards that goal. Unfortunatly, I know that both of us have Asbergers' Syndrome.......which isn't something I'm terribly proud of. The point that I'm getting at is that Emmy mentioned probably a week ago that this Wed was her "back to school nite" where they don't feed you but instead spend 10 minutes per instructor yakking your ears off. It felt really wierd. Just like school @ De Anza. It got worse. They increased the campus size by 10% since I went to school there. Last year all her classes were fairly close together, but this year there was no way in hell I would've made it unless I ran to the room. It's a pain in the ass when you just find out about something like mabey 2 hours before it happens.

Here's how the night went......I was just getting home from school with my friend Evan. I knew there would be a back to school nite, & I was told "Don't worry, Chaoschan. I'll go." by flower_cat. What she didn't remember was that Emmy had classes inside the old Hoover building, which has 2 stories & long flights of stairs. She's got severe arthritis & wouldn't have been able to make it up those stairs anyway. The other problem: Emmy neglected to mention this to mdlbear on their way to school, so I was very pissed off when I found out I wasn't able to game with Mayhem & Phil. I also had Otter & Shawn over, and was trying to help Otter cope with her mother's padlocking of the refridgerator. Of course, with this damned open house thing in the way (the school shit for the pita), I couldn't do any of the above. I got mabey 2 slices of pizza, and that was it. I felt so disappointed when I called back around 7something and there was no more pizza left. I hated this school thing so much, I swore I'm never doing it again. Next year I'll make Dad do it and say "Your kid, you do it." I am sick and fucking tired of being the responsible adult for every time this monkey gets into trouble & shit like that for school. It's not something I'm enjoying.

One other thing that I'd like to mention to folks: I am in search of a big rubber dog bone/chew toy that looks vaugly biscuit shaped. If anyone finds such a beastly item, please let me know and I will contact you.

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[mdlbear]

If somebody had bothered to call me or, better, email me at work I would have gone. It's not as if I was on the far end of the universe.