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Friday, July 07, 2006

And my 20th birthday is when?

I'm grounded.

I'm going to be 20 years old in two months and I'm grounded.

That means the following:
1. I can't go anywhere for _____ amount of time.
2. I won't have my cell phone for _____ amount of time.
3. I've lost my credit card forever.
4. I'm going to be on MSN basically 24 hours a day.

Honestly, the reasoning behind it is very miniscule. My mother's idea, of course. I haven't been grounded... ever. And why am I grounded now? Oh, that's right. Because I didn't clean up other people's messes. My mom wanted me to clean her bathroom, so I started to, but then I realized that I didn't know what to do with everyone's things, only one of which was mine (a pair of earrings), so I left the room to call her and ask her what she wanted me to do and what she expected of me, and then Austin stopped me to look at something or whatever and I forgot what I was doing and forgot about the bathroom. So, it didn't happen. My mom comes home to find that it's not clean, and calls me while I'm watching Pirates of the Caribbean to tell me I'm in big trouble. I get home, try to explain what happened to her, and she doesn't care. So I'm like, "Okay, I'll do it in a second, I just have to return some phone calls." I go upstairs to make the calls, and she comes up a couple minutes into the first one, starts yelling at me, and I'm angry because the person I was talking to had called four times during the 5 minutes I was home, which is rather annoying, by the way, so I just start yelling at my mom, and she yells back, and she's trying out this new being a harsh parent to get the kids to cooperate thing, and decides to take all these things away. The end. Now I have no way to call those people whose calls I missed, because I don't have their numbers memorized. I love you guys, but I never thought it would be necessary. If you're one of the people that called me between 4 and 7 today, I apologize. And, of course, anytime after 7 because I don't have my cell phone anymore. I'm really sorry.

I know it's my fault that I got into this mess, and honestly I'm sure I could have the time of the sentence shortened by doing the bathroom right now, but I can't bring myself to get over my resolution just yet. This hasn't been a very good week.

1 Comments:

Blogger Ross said...

you don't have my number memorized. Well that makes me feel pretty pathetic. I don't even use my cell phone for your number, I just dial it every time. Feels more personal to me that way.

12:06 AM  

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