hey its emily. i just got home from my bball tournament in Boyd county (the middle of freaking no where.) it was fun. we lost every game! whahoo!! throw a party, call the mayor. umm yeah but since ive been gone 4 3 days ive missed my other 2 compadres livie and siera (both of which are pimps out the ying yang.) but anyways, livie made all these rules 4 me 2 follow when writing in this. it made me laugh. ok sorry livie. im extremely pissed off right now tho even tho i try not 2 act like it. i have been getting 5 hours of sleep 4 the last 3 nights and i rode on a bus 8 hours in 3 days so im cranky. well my dad being the asshole he is, has 2 make it worse. i didnt play all that great in the tournament and after we got home today, my wonderful family thought it would be hilarious 2 leave emily waiting in the gazebo for 10 minutes before showing up and parking 100085095843 feet away from me. i motioned for them 2 come closer, which the did. they cut off the bus driver making him stall and not be able 2 move so i nicely told them 2 move again. the snow was all slushy and i got new shoes so i didnt really want 2 walk that far but i did anyways. as soon as i get next to the car and open the door im force 2 take more steps by walking around 2 the other side of the car. by that time im pretty pissed and i say, "wow please make me walk all the way here." so of course my dad kindly says, "then u can walk home" so then i said, "fine i will! GOD!" my dad started 2 back out but my mom insisted i get in the car so i did. when we got home my dad tried 2 give me a high five; i rejected and asked him why i should. i didnt see why i needed 2 he had just yelled at me so i told him that. he goes fine but how many parents did u see at the tournament? NOT ONLY IS THAT IRRELEVENT TO THE WHOLE FREAKING SOCIETY BUT I NEVER EVER ASKED THEM 2 COME!!!! EVER! so i was just like whatever dad. it REALLY pissed me off that my dad cant even care about how i feel. just bball and school. actually not even school. so when i came home i took a shower and stuff and hit the punching bag a bunch, i felt like crying but i didnt.
since this morning ive been like in and out of passing out. its soo weird. like ill blink my eyes and ill get this shiver that goes all the way thru my body and it makes my heart stop for a few seconds. wow i think im dying!
so lets recap, bball tourney sucks, 4 hour bus rides sucks, dads an asshole, dying from passing out. PERFECT! my life is so much better than urs. not to mention its the first holiday without my granny.
im gonna go. -emily- (siera and livie in spirit?)
did i say that right livie?