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1.26.2011
Is it ironic that "Enjoy the Silence" is ALL words when it talks about the worthlessness of them? Well, not worthlessness per se. More like . . . the superfluousness of them.Sigh. Anyway . . . G found out about my septum piercing because my sister saw me wearing it from across the room. (She's farsighted.) "OH MY GAWD," said Allie. "What?" I said. I'd forgotten about my ring. "YOU HAVE A NOSE RING?" Wow, way to work it, Captain Obvious. "I don't see how it's really any of your business." I knew right then that this was doomed to end poorly. I've managed to hide it for a while by taking it out when I go near G or something, or just flipping up the ends, but I forgot this time. And at any rate, G wasn't even home, and I didn't expect Allie to come barging in. Woe. Long story short, when G got home, Allie told her, and G screamed at me over my nose ring for a while, telling me how cultish it is and that I look like a Satan worshiper. "Do you plan to wear it when you go do that show over there?" she asked me by way of trying to point out how inappropriate it is. (She always calls whatever show I'm doing "that show over there".) "MAYBE," I said, just to spite her, even though I don't. I don't plan to wear it in the show any more than I plan to wear a swimsuit in the show (unless it's called for, which I highly doubt). I even said that, but she didn't care. Obviously, I'm wearing it to rehearsal, because there are lots of them and I really don't want the hole closing up. And now I'm "forbidden," says G, to wear it in the house, otherwise I might corrupt Allie or something. Because, as everyone knows, one day you get a nose ring, the next you join a Heaven's Gates-style cult, and then the next day you get killed in a drug deal gone bad and go straight to hell. It's all SO obvious; why can't I see the path of destruction I'm headed down, and all because I have a piece of metal in my nose! PFFSH. Well, I'm wearing it in my room, as I always have. I spend a lot of time at this house and I really don't want the hole closing up. I wish I had Winter's family. Her mom lets her wear whatever she wants. Okay, to be fair, Samantha pretty much lets me wear whatever I want, too. G's the one who's the problem. 5 Comments:
Oh, what drama. By Cait, at 1/26/2011 11:50:00 PM boy, are they picky. By ellie, at 1/28/2011 10:56:00 AM Always has to be someone to cause trouble in the family..and its terrible when they think its you. By Unknown, at 1/28/2011 11:03:00 AM
I liked your opening line. By Holly, at 1/28/2011 02:54:00 PM Because G NEVER did anything that she wouldn't approve of someone else doing, right? By L, at 4/09/2011 03:18:00 PM |