Weirdness continues

I can hear an ice cream truck somewhere in the neighborhood. I sat and listened by the window, just to make sure it wasn't somebody's TV (there's a commercial for some bank that has an ice cream truck in it), but when I heard it continue I yelled, "OH, HELL NO!"

I think it's gone away now.

So I had trouble sleeping last night because I had all this anxiety over mostly stupid stuff. And then this morning I just got so pissed off at everyone - well, not everyone, but my extended family, because I feel like everybody's whispering about how I don't have a job, a driver's license or a career plan. Honestly, is it so bad that I don't have my beginner's license yet? Loads of people survive without one! I just hate how people think that as soon as you're old enough, you have to go out and get your license! And I don't need to hear that my bratty, spoiled cousin has a job at the mall. I really don't! That, and I'm not very impressed with Uncle Brent right now - I won't say much, because relatives I actually like (read: not Brent, Patti, or my grandfather) deserve their privacy, but let's just say Brent needs to get his priorities straight and show some consideration for his kids instead of focusing on his upcoming second marriage.

After my 'I hate my relatives' ranting, I started to feel very "Screw the world! I'm not gonna open the door, I'm gonna friggin' kick it down!" A lot of Green Day songs were played.

I finished watching Mad Men. One more DVD to watch, and then I'm off to the library. and Pirate Radio is in, which is great. Off to watch Castle on the PVR now. Sayonara!

Life's a bitch

Let's just say I'm 'riding the crimson wave'. My abdomen aches, though not as badly as earlier. I think the painkiller I took is kicking in. I think the ginger ale I'm drinking may be helping with the queasiness, too. But if it's still crazy annoying, I may ask my dad to pick up my stuff from the library for me.

I'm also in a Billy Idol mood. Then again, after youth group last night, I'm in a real 'screw you, you bastards' mood. I'm getting real sick of those jerks. I suggested that we go to one of the fair trade stores, only I said the one in Ottawa, and somebody screamed that there's one on such-and-such street, and Stephen was like, "Well, you're not being very specific, why would we want to go there?" And yet when Adria brought up the topic of helping out a bakery in Dundas (all the way in effing DUNDAS...), everyone seemed to be on board. WTF?! Not all of us live near Dundas!

You know what? I'm just gonna skip next week, since they're all being a bunch of assholes. They don't deserve my time. Every time I suggest something, it either gets shot down by someone, or people listen but never make a note of it. And I still don't know where our binder went. I don't think anybody's bothered about organizing, and the binder is proof of that because nobody wants to bother looking for it. Last time I asked, Stephen didn't know where it was. He doesn't give a shit. And last night when Renee and Nora were screaming, Stephen didn't do much. Honestly, who's the leader here?!

And the worst part is that there aren't any other programs for my age at the church. I'm too young for the Young Adult potlucks, and I'm only an adherent, so I can't join any committees. I haven't decided if I want to become a member or not. I don't see the point, because I may be going off to university, for all I know.

I think I'll just take the rest of the month off. We probably won't be planning at the next two meetings because most of them have exams. Maybe I'll go to knit night instead. Serves them right.

Lack of kickboxing has made me bitter.