Grandma.

The post before this one states my grandmother is in the hospital.  She has a light touch of pneumonia and she had a respiratory attack which caused her to choke, turn blue, and pass out.  She is fine.  It wasn’t a stroke or a heart attack.  She apparently fought the nurses and the doctors.  She might stay a couple days so they know she will be ok to go home and to watch her health and stuff.

I was so scared.  I didn’t want to go back into the ER area and look at her.  I felt like passing out when I saw Grandpa sitting in the waiting room red-faced and teary eyed.  When my over dramatic drama queen aunt came and got everyone, we thought they were taking us into a different room from the non-family and telling us the most dreaded news possible.

Last I heard she’s in ICU and they are looking for her a room.

Kayla is spending the night with me because her mom is staying at the hospital with everyone too.  She didn’t want to stay alone.

Holy mother fucking bullshit on a god damn shit sickle, Batman.

 

WHAT IN THE HOLY FUCKING SHIT IS GOING ON LATELY?!  I MEAN FOR REAL!  In one day!  ONE MOTHER FUCKING DAY!  (Well, more like the span of 9 hours…)

I hung out with Kayla today.  We wound up meeting with two guys she knows from the Fire Department (Where her mom was fucking the married fire chief…) and one of the guys was the fire chief’s son.  The fire chief’s son is called Trenton.  The other is Dakota.  Dakota has a mouth and wants to sleep with Kayla.  Trenton fucking stares at me like he’s undressing me with his eyes.  Little does he know I’d fucking smother him in his sleep and not give a gracious damn about it.

Trenton freaks me out when he stares like that.  He’s clever like a fox, sly like a demon, and cunning like a mother fucker.  I have an inclination that I’d probably wind up getting my face busted if it came to blows with him, but I’d have more damage done and could say my shit was in self defense as long as someone doesn’t record if I throw the first blow.

Dakota is an asshole.  He kept kneeing Kayla in the thighs and stomping her feet and pushing her all night.  When I would go after him, he would run off.  It wasn’t until we were at Books that I was able to stick my claws into his flesh.  He started picking on me about reading and calling me names and shit.  I was able to turn around and punch him once in the spine and once in the kidney and hopefully once in the back of the head.  Then I slipped off the curb in my fest of beating on him and twisted my ankle.  When I got back up, he threatened to cut me and I just licked my lips in a seductive manner and told him to bring it.  He’s now scared of me and I fucking love it.

(Last night I went and hung out with Kayla also.  She wound up getting stuck in the mud in my front yard.  She slung mud on me, but we went to the mall anyway.  There is a guy that works at the pizza place that really likes my bitch cousin Hanna.  When I heard, I couldn’t censor myself and said “Is that possible?!”  He looked at me like he was going tell on her and asked “Why isn’t it possible?”  I just waved it off.  For a bit I was worried that he would tell her and it would start a hot mess of trouble for no damn reason other than Hanna and her whalephant mother are nasty bitches.  Then I decided that he would have to tell Hanna that he likes her in order for the story to be told.)

After I came home and doctored my ankle, I sat at my computer.  I signed on.  Well!  I have heartburn caused by massive amounts of stress and indigestion.  On top of those fucks causing shit, I have internet shit to deal with.

One guy is being a perb and thinks I’m being an attention whore.  Gradually over the past few hours, he’s made it clear!

Another is being a cryptic son of a bitch and makes me feel like shit and doesn’t seem to give a God damn!  I’m a fucking person, not some fucking robot for abuse.

And another says he’ll do something but doesn’t, like a typical male.  So I sit and wait like a God damn retard.  (But I currently have heartburn so laying down would be bad.)

I have no problems with the general females that I am around, but Jesus Christ!  Its not the same with women!  I get along better with them than I do males and you figured it would be the other way around!

LIKE FUCK!

WHY!?

TO PUT THE CHERRY ON THE TOP!!!!!!

I sign onto youtube to surf around and look at videos and shit, obviously videos.  I had forgotten I subscribed to this skinny asshole’s feed.  Under my “Subscriptions”, there is a nice video waiting for me.  I click it out of curiosity to see what he’s bitching about and LOW AND BEHOLD!  THE 2ND EX IS SITTING THERE ON THE LEFT SIDE OF THE SCREEN!  He’s gained weight from not being in work, maybe he’s still jobless.  I FUCKING HOPE SO!  I hope he’s still doing weed and has gotten kicked out of his dad’s house because I’m mean!  I HOPE HE FUCKING HAS VD OR SOME RANCID STD HE CAN’T GET RID OF.  HE’S LIKE MY FUCKING PLAGUE!  I CAN’T FUCKING GET RID OF HIM!  JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!

Here’s the video:

Adventures with Kayla

Those of you reading know that on occasion, my cousin and I hang out together, even if its just briefly.

At about 8 or so, I got a call from her asking to hang out.  She has my other cousin’s baby daughter, Lorelei.  After about 20 min of goofing off at my place, we head out.

Driving down highway 74, her mom calls and we have to take Lorelei back to Kayla’s house.

After we do that, we stop by Ruby Tuesday’s to see Kayla’s boyfriend.  He’s hot.  He has gorgeous eyes and he’s a little chunky, but adorable.  I hope she keeps him around.

But while we were waiting on TJ to come out, this one guy comes outside from the place, he works there.  He stops at Kayla’s black beetle and starts talking to us.  He’s like “I need a smoke after dealing with that place.  We have a party for a kid in there and this black guy is swearing and calling this girl a bitch and threatening to beat on her.  I just had to get out of there.”  We say its all good and introduce ourselves.  His name is Derek.  He’s FUCKING HOT AND CURSES LIKE A SAILOR WITH A LARGE VOCABULARY!  (For those of you that are familiar with my area of NC, you understand that everyone here thinks a book is mostly for kindling or coasters or a chew toy for their dog or shit material for their pet cages.)

After we see TJ, we head to Wally World.  Its the only mother fucker open at this time.  We go in, Kayla and I have a discussion and I point out that all I can get is old men with no teeth, toothless idiots, black guys, and minors.  As soon as I finish explaining that, she says “That old guy, that we just walked past, checked you out.  YOU AIN’T LYIN’!” and laughs about it, I do too.

We buy the drinks we came to get and Kayla and I are hanging out at her car while she smokes.  A black guy is in an old school 80’s mustang and blaring some music.  Kayla’s dancing and singing along.  From behind me I hear a snicker and a chuckle.  I look back, its a 30-35 year old black man watching us as he gets in his car.  Kayla laughs and apologizes.  He asks what I had a feeling he would “How old are you, girls?”  Kayla responds with her age “18!”  He says “I was going to ask you if you wanted to party, but you’re too young.”  HE THOUGHT I WAS 18!  FUCK.  YES.

Then we get in Kayla’s car and we speed down the boulevard to my house.  I was gone for an hour.  1 mother fucking hour.  The shit that would happen if I were around Kayla more often would be some fucking craziness!  FUCKING!  CRAZINESS!  I seriously wish I could be around her for longer than a hour. :P