As of three days ago i've been grounded from videogames. The reason being i've been an forgetful ass these past weeks. I think the reason is because it's summer and my brain is doing it's best to turn off but videogames probably have something to do with it. Dad says he wants to get me a seventh grade math book...yippie skippie.
I think the no videogame rule has been good for me. Watching youtube ten hours a day is much better than playing videogames. It's only till sunday anyway.
I miss my mother dearly...and the playstation 3...and relaxation...and my room...and being allowed to stay on the computer for more than an hour without having my dad accuse me of wasting my life (not that im not wasting it i'd just rather not be accused of it.)
Also Simones mother is staying here (making it a total of six people in the tiny apartment) and I'm forced to sleep on the pull out mattress in the living room.
And to top it off simones mom only speaks a little english.
This is how most conversations go.
"Alex, please."
"Yeah? What's up?"
"You organize eh the uh."
"Organize?"
"Yes."
"Organize what?"
"You organize the eh uuuuuuummmmmmmm...Dishwasher"
"Unload the dishwasher?"
"yes"
"Oh sure."
"Oh Alex.
"Yes?"
"The cup uuh eh the cup eeeeeeeeeeeeeeh the cup ummmm-"
"The cup."
"Yes."
"What about it?"
"It goes here."
"So you want me to move the cup two inches from where I put it?"
"Heh heh heh...I dont undastand you."
She's still really fun though, and we like to chase Jacob around the house :D
Also I begged Simone into getting me some steak even though they dont like it (they're "vegetarian" which to them means no meat except for chicken every day.) since my body is so fed up with chicken and rice that I need some sort of red meat. Simones mom was really happy because they always have arguments about how the kids aren't going to grow since they don't eat enough red meat. Today for lunch simones mom made us some steak and rice (I was in heaven) I'm really glad that I like rice since I've had that in every meal since I've gotten here.
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OH mah GAWD, that was classic. I laughed out loud in the pub again. Everyone probably thinks my water bottle is filled with something else.
I miss you, too...but don't go thinking that once I get home I'm letting you rot your brain on the PS3 all day. Seriously. Don't think it. Let it be a nice surprise.
Gently remind your father that the battle cry of a parent trying to save a child from rotting his or her brain has resounded throughout History. The only thing that changes is the form of infiltration.
Remind him that he, too, had his own form of brain-rotting that he loved when he was a kid...then smile your sweet smile and say, "And look how wonderful you turned out."
Oh...and don't let him read this comment.
;)
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