A Lion In The Vodka Pool

I was writing this yesterday, but got interrupted, so I posted it today, but wrote it for yesterday. Okee? okee.

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So I had school yesterday, but my class was semi canceled because my Professor fell ill. Poor Professor, but I was like yeah! No Professor it's time to kick it at home.... right? Uh no apparently the rule about your Professor not showing up after 15 minutes is null and void where I go. The academic dean came in and gave us a bunch of homework, half of which had to be completed before we left class. Uh yeah. Urgh so I compiled my mind around equations for a couple hours, then when we were finished we went to my mum's. We picked up Jacee and Kyle and wet to a local Mexican restraunt. Jazz really likes Mexican food, go figure, *smiles wickedly* I made a funny. Then we went back to Jazz's.

Jazz and Brodi are doing better about each other, but still icy to one another, pissy at best. Brodi is still on and on about Kyle. I thought I'd humor her and ease up the situation so I hung out with her last night. Jazz and Kyle went out for a 'walk' before his nightshift (uh eewww), and I fixed me and Brodi raspberry vodka with orange pineapple and mango juice. Apparently the vodka was a little stronger than I thought, well I did put four and a half shots in my cup, but I was a bit er- tipsy. lol. I giggled again for no reason I can remember and when my cup was empty I filled it up again. Though I did ease up on the vodka the second time around and the third. That's when Brodi tried to get me to talk, which in my drunken stupor I obliged until the little twat tried to go CIA on me and trick me into confessing something. Well she didn't drink as much as me it seems, and had another angle. So Jazz yelled at her for telling my mum that she and Kyle were in the shower together, and Brodi wanted to know who told Jazz my mum knew. Well I did of course, their are some things my mum does not need to know and that would definitely be one of them. Well I lied easily and told her 'that it wasn't me and that I was tired of them trying to blame stuff on me. That every time they decided to keep something from one another it was automatically my fault the other person found out, that it wasn't my fault they had big mouths, and she should try blaming one of the little blond headed people running around my mum's.' I ended on an exceptional note by looking angry and hurt, at which she looked a tad bit regretful and said sorry. So ha, try squeezing info out of me when I'm drunk again! I dare you! Uh after my last big mouthed rant, I learned how to keep my big mouth shut! Now I'm just working on the 'stop adding more alcohol to the cup when your already drunk bit', hey I'm a working progress! So now it was my turn to listen to her rant about Kyle and threaten to move out. She was on and on about how Kyle hit on her before he met Jazz, how she turned him down. I love Brodi, but I don't remember the last time she turned a guy down. So whatever and she told me she didn't find him attractive, and didn't like him and asked me if I did. No of course I don't, yeah no sarcasm their. Well my annoyed self just told her that it didn't matter if 'we' don't like Kyle that Jazz does, so 'we' should just play nice and do 'our' best to get along. So basically I agreed with her so she'd just quit and hush up for awhile and told her to be nice, and stop stressing out Jazz. It seemed to work okay and we were trying to find a way to not bore us to death, when I got sleepy. Apparently vodka does that to me so I passed out on the sofa.

That was that, Kyle teased me about the empty bottle when I woke up, I didn't really have much of a hangover, but I had a bad day when I got home. Stupid company, my cousins and a truckload of people I had to baby-sit, because apparently stupid teenagers don't know how to behave in a pool. So I yelled at my cousin who took the whole thing as a joke and wouldn't listen to me, and didn't seem threatened by me at all. He back talked me and I got so mad I just went outside and he came out to apologize. Course the whole thing happened in front of Jazz and Kyle, the little bastard laughing at me while I was yelling at him. Jazz nor Kyle said anything, thanks for the back up, really. Well at least they didn't tease me. I think Jazz made him apologize, but she wouldn't say anything to me about it either way.

I was embarrassed by being laughed at, but wouldn't show it, I was only angry. I'm so getting him back. He won't laugh at me again. By time I'm through with him he'll be walking on eggshells around me, and terrified of insulting me. By next Thanksgiving he'll be the most polite boy you'd ever meet. But what to do. what to do? Oh I'm sure I'll think of something. I'm tired of these little teenagers disrespecting me and thinking they'll get by with it.... it's on now.

So Jazz wanted to stay the night with me, after I chased everyone off. I was tired, I wanted to go to sleep, but no one would listen. I lit a nice scented candle so I could relax, took a bubble bath, threw on a white t-shirt, and some tinker bell pj bottoms. Okay so I looked goofy, but I was comfortable. So I was listening to Christina Millan- When You Look At Me, trying to keep myself awake. Which if you've ever heard that song, it's quite effective. So guess who shows up with Jazz and Jacee? Kyle. I still like him, a little, but will he go away? No. So I settled them in, gave Jacee a bath, and waited for Trixi to come over to help me fix the filter on the pool at like ten at frickin night, in the dark, with a flash light. It didn't work so she left, and I announced I was going to bed, but I had to stay up and talk to Kyle while Jazz was putting Jacee to sleep, then I went to bed. At like frickin 11:45, Jazz wakes me up so I can listen for Jacee while she was in the bath. She finally got out and I went to sleep. Then I woke up for school at nine, but I didn't feel so good, so I skipped. I think I ate bad Chinese take out, because I was hurtin, and felt messed up. I needed a mental health day anyway my nerves are shot, I haven't gotten enough sleep lately, and I've had one too many bad days lately. I will hopefully spend the night alone, and just chill the flipp out before I have a mini nervous breakdown and start bawling again. Plus I need alone time to plot revenge.

enough for now