  i hate being late. rhymes...rapper. it is probably one of the only things i refuse to deal with. like yesterday mary was supposed to drive us out to training and she knew this plenty of time in advance but she was taking her sweet ass time drinkin her coffee and smoking her ciggy-wiggy. what the fuck you baby, she purposely did that to piss me off. what kind of a lazy piece of fat shit cant get up off their fat ass and drive while they smoke/drink their coffee.
fuck you mom. thats gay and it pisses me off. we were already 15 min late and then she had to go be an even bigger baby and pretend like she was taking me for a drug test. mom youre fucking stupid. dont even start with me. then she called me a dyke and told me that playing football wasnt normal.
that was such a fucked up thing to say. i was pissed at that point so i told her that she should take some responsibility for the things she says and then she got mad. then we all laughed because she called me a dyke. i didnt even know she knew what that word meant. im never going to let her live it down. thinking about it now still pisses me off.
the moms can seriously be the biggest fucking 2 yr old ever. i know i can too but atleast i realize it. then she tried to tell me that i should drive and that she shouldnt have to bring us out and she blamed my lack of drive-age on drinking too much but really its because she doesnt know how to DO FUCKING SHIT. shes so fucking unorganized and shes late for everything. get your shit together you fucking retard. wow anger wow.
anyway ive decided im ok with last times. the last time you will do something you know. i just like to know its the last time before i do it or before something happens. its never up to me to decide if its the last time or not because i never really want much of anything to end. so its never up to me its always up to someone else. like i dont even know, i wish things were somewhat normal sometimes.
i wish people would say what they think because its not like i know. i dont know anything, im completely oblivious to certain things. many things. i dont fucking know. today i woke up and i was happy. i only had about 3 hours sleep, but it wasnt too bad.
it was a good time. we went to training and then we went out after because we were guna see a film but then we didnt and we went to this arcade and watched this kid play hardcore dance dance revolution. he was like a grandmaster we were amazed. his name was david. he had very little social skills. and i got 2 free dinosaurs because well im hot and we just fucked around in there for a while.
then they went to go get tom and then we went to aoifes and we stayed the night and found out the yellow rangers name was trini or maybe triny maybe trina. i dont really remember. i was tired. then we slept. then i got up went to school recieved my physics grade and im here now. haha my mom just tried to apologize.
yea well mom fuck you, and suck it. you fucking cow. haha ouch im so mean. but right now i could fucking care less. wow i swore alot in this oh well. peace love and fillet o fish.
-theresa and fiona go back today, i will miss them. -good bye son. it wont be the last time. i promise. ps-i apologize for the general bad mood of that chronicle i will delete it later. fuckers 
