Our dryer broke
Just in time for it to get cold outside
So, I became a creative genius
And this is what our house looks like now
the first two pictures are of our Kitchen. and the last is our bathroom.
Isnt that fantastic? I’m ridiculously proud of myself for this.
Alright… I’ve got a bone to pick with the world.
Why do your clothes matter?
Will your personality change if you’re wearing something else? I know I know ‘My Clothes express who I am”
Yeah… are you that inable to express yourself with something else. And I have to say. I know it’s mostly people who dress like me who claim to be the most ‘opne-minded’ and ‘full of artistic expression’ via their clothing.
I’ll tell you right now… My friends wear all sorts of different kinds of clothes. they’ve adapted to seeing me in my raggedly torn up black boys pants and boots. Yeah… that’s what i wear all the time. So what? My pants are comfortable and nobody has ever really had a problem with them so far. I dress nicer for my family gatherings and other more appropriate times.
I have a whole nother bit of clothing for going places where I just want to blend in. College tour, job interview, ect. I don’t wear my huge belted metal boots… in wear some sneakers and jeans.
Really… my clothing does not express who I am. Last time i checked. I am neither a boy… or from the 1800’s if you look at my skirts.
Also, The boy… Knows I have this other set of clothing… because I’ll wear it when I’m out of my typical wear and he’s ended up driving me to half of my blend in places. He asked, very nicely and in the least offensive way i might add, that when we get around to the spending time around his mother and small sibling. If I wouldn’t mind wearing the jeans and sneakers in place of the spiked pants and belted boots.
Apparently… I was supposed to be VERY offended by this. funny thing is… I’m not. If my borthers and sisters were as young as his, seven, I doubt my mother would like me wearing these clothes, or… would like me bringing people who wore these clothes into the house.
I see kids dressed like me wandering in the street and I’m a little nervous. Most of the kids who wear the clothes I do aren’t all that great. My friends are nice, i’m nice. But there are just as many kids wearing the black clothes that do bad things. Just like there are good people who wear gangster clothing and bad people who wear gangster clothing.
In conclusion. There are SO many worse things in this world. What if someone’s family wasn’t fond of your heritage? or your Skin color? Or a personality trait? the way you spoke? your gender? Or something that made you, You?
Wearing a pair of jeans isn’t going to kill you, putting away your spikes and skulls won’t kill you. Especially when it’s for a good reason like a mother not wanting an influence put on her seven year old. This world is made of compromise. You have your style and you have your sense of self. And you can bend your sense of style without hurting your sense of self.
If nobody ever bent a little to make things work… everyone would be alone. I’m not saying compromise your morals… or change your whole wardrobe. I’m saying you can wear some jeans for two hours every once in awhile without losing your personality.
I thought I had the good group of friends… I thought I was really good at picking out the sincere friends. I was pretty sure all of them were honest. I’m not saying with everybody… but with me and the group. We’re not always the most honest with everybody else. But with eachother… I thought we had all the virus protection against liars and whores.
I’ve been proven wrong.
Friend walks up to Meggie and Jake
Friend: Hey.. (insert name here) is comming back from suspension tomorrow… wear a skirt with me.
Jake: you see friend THAT is why boys always get so frustrated and pissed at you!
Friend: huh? wha–
Meggie: Because you dress like a whore when you’re at school with them and when you’re alone with them you go all holy virgin body on them! Gawd! and no, I won’t wear a skirt tomorrow it’s WINTER.
Needless to say… Friends wears the skirt. There you have a tease… and a terrible mean thing to do in my opinion. I think of females who dress with the short skirts and then a pair of BOOTS? that’s screams I’m easy. Sorry to anybody that offends… but a short denim skirt and a pair of knee high boots? Not appropriate if you’re going to be playing the Holy mother mary later.
I am NOT bashing keeping oneself pure and all things. I’m bashing False Advertising. femininsts who wear lowcut shirts then tear a guy a new one when he stares. Bother me. Alot… put them away if you don’t want them looked at. I NEVER have this males-only-look-at-my-chest problem. Never ever. Wanna know the secret to not being treated like a ‘piece of meat’? WEAR SOME CLOTHES!
If A decently attractive male was walking about wearing some awesome chest and stomach showing off shirt. you’d look. You would. you know you would. you won’t get in trouble for it… because his nipples are apparently much less sacred than your own. You want equality? there you have it. You’re nipples are only as secret as a guys! And we see guys man-boobs all the time! Still want you stinking equality?
Sorry… offtopic a bit
the second… user… No I don’t mean guys… guys have very little to do with this one actually. Friend wants to hang out with her boy past her curfew because he ran late in meeting her. I’m okay with this. I see how this makes sense. I would feel the same way if I was her. My method of doing so… would be VERY different though. I would not manipulate three different friends to do it. I would call one friend and say “Hey… can I crash at your house after I’m done hanging out with the boy?” they would understand and say yes, parent allowing. and that’s how it goes.
This is the magic of the truth. it is simpler.
This is what Friend did. She got My sister to invite Friend 2 to sleep over. then called her own father… asked him if SHE could sleep here too. Her father says yes. Friend then approaches me and says that Bridgy invited Friend 2 to stay the night and claims she misses hanging out with me since I moved. I say fine and ask Bobbert… he says yes after laying down the ‘be quiet’ rules.
Friend leaves to get her stuff from Friend 2’s house and comes back. Talks to the rest of my family then leaves again. And doesn’t come back until 12 40 at night. Walks into my room and goes to sleep.
I would be totally okay with this is she had told me that she wanted to crash at my house after. because I would have asked bobbert ot let her crash in my room later.
Because if I’d said that. dad would not have been so very confused by how i ‘didn’t spend any time with my friend and she must feel rejected’
when in reality it is the other way around. Well… I don’t feel rejected.. just annoyed that she isn’t telling the stinking truth.
the youngest boy… and youngest of all of us is becoming quite the little demon. There is now a pretty good list on his ’sneaky’ works. Here’s two recent ones:
First he was grounded after a baseball game he attended. They were selling bats at the concession stand and he wanted one. His mom said no. But gave him his money to get food or a drink. Well he came back awhile later. Mom asked him what he got.
“A pepsi.”
“alright, give me your change so you don’t lose it” he hands over a much smaller amount than he left with. “How much did the soda cost Connor!?”
“$8.45″
“Nice try. What. Did. You. Buy?”
“A bat…. “
“Here Andrew, have a bat!”
(we never said he was a SMART little demon)
Smart Move Two:
Connor suddenly started wearing his FBI sweatshirt inside out. We all just assumed he was being Connor. Until Bridgy overheard him and Mary talking.
So a night later Bridgy see’s him in the shirt and mom comments on it being inside out. “do you know WHY he’s wearing it inside out mom?”
“Cause he’s Connor?”
“Ask him to turn it inside right”
Turns out. Connor had all his classmates sign their names on the white lettering of FBI after mom told him not to do it.
In other News. Kiinu’s passed her junior year! No failed classes! w00t! She’s a full Senior next year yaaay!
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