it all begins with a hot day, and i very mad ashley
and how super junior-happy saved the day.
i’m not mad any more.
but i was..
so here’s what went down.
we had planned to take our two dogs and two cats
to the clinic for shots.
they were running a great promo thing.
so the shots were cheapo.
well we managed to get all of them in the car,
grabbed lunch and we’re on way.
we get there and then the stupid cat carrier breaks.
cappy goes flying out to the other side of the car.
and moochie is basically too frightened to do anything.
so i think maybe the cap got turned with i put it in the car.
oh no that would have it too easy for me.
instead i discover that
IT. BROKE. OFF.
so now i have a broken carrier
it’s freakin’ hot
the dogs are acting up
AND
we haven’t even gotten with 3 feet of our car.
so then my mum does the WORST THING POSSIBLE.
she calls me an IDIOT.
at that point i was pretty much want to go home.
but no, we go all the way over the long ass line.
and we parked at the furthest place possible.
and i was wearing flip flops.
they are soo not suitable for walking in a field with weeds.
so i have to carry the freakin carrier across this hot as hell field.
and trust me when i say this, cappy is not the willowy angel he thinks he is.
so we get there and of course our fucking dogs have to cause a ruckus and bark.
causing everyone to look at us.
and i don’t exactly look like the pleasant girl i like to think i am.
so we get in line and of course i set the carrier in an ant hill.
so i have to move them into the sun.
chilly won’t settle down.
and i basically want to murder everyone i see with my keys,
even the lady who smiled at me.
that’s how mad i was.
so mum just says let’s go home.
so we do.
and when we get there
dumbass chloe won’t get out of the car.
so i yank her out in one pull.
keep in mind this is a full grown 50+ lb. german shepard.
i put the dogs out in the backyard
but not without nearly smashing chloe’s head in the back door.
and katie gets all mad at me and we exchange unpleasantries.
i go out to get the cats and the carrier just breaks in half,
so i let the cats loose
not caring if they ran away or not. but they ran right to the door.
well not cappy. he tried getting in through the garage.
but he’s old and kinda slow so it’s okay.
so i pick him up, reach for the door knob, but it won’t turn.
it’s hot out, my arms are aching, i’m very tired and the door is locked?
then it hits me
THAT (insert bad word) LOCKED ME THE (bleep) OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i still didn’t understand it, but i was sooooooo mad.
so i start yelling for her to open the door.
btw the neighbors probably think i’m violent right now.
my mum opens the door and i throw the cat in and
proceed to yell more obscenities, have enough sense to not throw the broken carrier
at my mum and instead throw it at the ceiling.
so i run up the stairs, see my sister in her room
and i

STOP
now i’m not a violent person by nature.
i may look like a strong girl who could break you in half.
and i could if i wanted to.
(like in 3rd grade, this boy in my class tried to mess with me
and had his finger in my face and was taunting me.
i wasn’t having a lovely day already,
so i did what i thought best.
i bit his finger.
and he left me alone the rest of the year.
and then there was the time when my idiot brother
made the neighborhood kids mad
and then left me to deal with them.
he was up in a tree and i beat all of them up.
here’s the thing.
i was about 5 or 6.)

those are the only times i’ve ever used violence in my life.
i’m actually really gentle and kind.
wouldn’t hurt a fly, well actually that’s kinda fun.
ok so i don’t hurt anything that’s bigger than a fly.
anyway just thought i’d let you know that about me
before you read on
^-^

ok so where were we?
oh yes, i remember.
i saw my sister,
called her some unfriendly names,
went into my room, slammed my door, and kicked it.
i could’ve broke the door or beat up my sister, but i have more control.
i’ve never once laid a hand on my sister.
she’s soooo lucky that i love her a lot.
so then my mum calls her down and she denies it.
and even tries to say that i locked myself out.
so i wait awhile, come down and get a drink.
dumbass can’t even apologize right.
she has a frickin’ attitude.
and doesn’t even mean it.
she still hasn’t apologized.
the cat carrier is still in the livingroom.
and i’m not touching it.
if anyone is wondering why i didn’t completely annihilate her,
i’ll tell you why.
i’m waiting for night to come, so i can take her to a place where no one will hear her screams
=-=
aha
XD
just kidding.
the real reason is that i listened to super junior happy.
and now as i write this, i’m really mellowed out.
so go listen, it’ll make you not want to kill anybody. seriously.

-ashley