COLDPLAY
I wish I could let you hear Chris croon me out of sickness but since he can't. But yo just got lucky. Instead you can hear me rant! How cool is that?
MISSING THINGS I HATE.
It just hit me I missed babysitting my 10 year old cousin. No wait, let me correct it. Babysitting my 8 year old cousin who is now 10 years. It was never money (there was no money), it wasn't the odd gesture of appreciation. I hated it then and I guess I miss hating it now. I kind of very vaguely remember the last time. Considering his intellectual capacity would make a peanut look like Einstein, it was fun.
-Mummy, not her. She hits me.
Me: A smirk that says wait-till-they're-gone-your-in-for-something-real-special.
Cousin peanut (Knows what's coming his way) Tell her to go!
Bye bye's and thank you pass. They leave. Me and peanut.
I look at him.
-So.
Nothing. A pair of scared eyes trying to be brave.
A hit on the head. My way of showing him all the love I have for him.
-So what did you do today?
Can't believe it. But still goes on rambling about some girl who sits besides him, some guy who has a bag with his name printed on it, a fat teacher who pronounces teaching as teething.
-Shut the fuck up.
-What?
Realising I shouldn't have said that. I need something
-Just said you had an interesting day.
Silence. I drift, lost to him, lost to his rambling and this-that's. Cousin dearest (porn loving mo**********) comes back home.
-So how was school?
-Why didn't you come to school?
-Had a tournament.
-Lost as usual I bet?
I bow. I did. Embarrassing past I console myself. I played on till 15. Till I knew it was a waste.
-So how was your day?
A lot of this-that's. Something about a girl who wouldn't look and a girl who wouldn't stop looking. Both being sluts. Something, something and then some more something.
-Shut the fuck up.
I look around. That was cousin peanut. Cousin dearest looks at me and I look back. I fall off the couch laughing. I laugh till I am breathless, I take a lungful and start anew. I don't notice the hand pressed under me and my head hitting the cold marble floor. Before I knew, the giggles changed to one long howl.
I miss it now.
Hope you guys shut-ted the fuck up. (wink, wink)
MISSING THINGS I HATE.
It just hit me I missed babysitting my 10 year old cousin. No wait, let me correct it. Babysitting my 8 year old cousin who is now 10 years. It was never money (there was no money), it wasn't the odd gesture of appreciation. I hated it then and I guess I miss hating it now. I kind of very vaguely remember the last time. Considering his intellectual capacity would make a peanut look like Einstein, it was fun.
-Mummy, not her. She hits me.
Me: A smirk that says wait-till-they're-gone-your-in-for-something-real-special.
Cousin peanut (Knows what's coming his way) Tell her to go!
Bye bye's and thank you pass. They leave. Me and peanut.
I look at him.
-So.
Nothing. A pair of scared eyes trying to be brave.
A hit on the head. My way of showing him all the love I have for him.
-So what did you do today?
Can't believe it. But still goes on rambling about some girl who sits besides him, some guy who has a bag with his name printed on it, a fat teacher who pronounces teaching as teething.
-Shut the fuck up.
-What?
Realising I shouldn't have said that. I need something
-Just said you had an interesting day.
Silence. I drift, lost to him, lost to his rambling and this-that's. Cousin dearest (porn loving mo**********) comes back home.
-So how was school?
-Why didn't you come to school?
-Had a tournament.
-Lost as usual I bet?
I bow. I did. Embarrassing past I console myself. I played on till 15. Till I knew it was a waste.
-So how was your day?
A lot of this-that's. Something about a girl who wouldn't look and a girl who wouldn't stop looking. Both being sluts. Something, something and then some more something.
-Shut the fuck up.
I look around. That was cousin peanut. Cousin dearest looks at me and I look back. I fall off the couch laughing. I laugh till I am breathless, I take a lungful and start anew. I don't notice the hand pressed under me and my head hitting the cold marble floor. Before I knew, the giggles changed to one long howl.
I miss it now.
Hope you guys shut-ted the fuck up. (wink, wink)
posted by De.vile at 5:20 PM
24 Comments:
kids are no fun,i tell you.
sounds like a great time!! I am close with my Cousin she is 13. We have a great time making each other laugh and swaping music. good stuff. Some family is great but for the most part family sux!!
i have only dis to say
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
if u got nutting to say
dont say it
I luvvv kids...I baby sit many of mah cousins still and some other cousins' kids...n yeah kids of today r too advanced n man they make u feel like u dunno anything lol!
Keshi.
lol kids r fun,until they start crying!then dey get reall annoyin..oh well they r cute..sumtymes lol
i'm not swearing!y are u swearing?
i hate kids. period. but this was a hell of a rant! your energy just blazes out of there.
u think? @trans. i thought it sounded lazy...
I love kids too but I cant cope up with my sister's kids, they are monsters. I had to hide my remote controls (TV, VCR, DVD, Hi-fi) and potentially broken items when they visit my apartment.
@jay u forogt magasines and well basically all those stuff u like even remotedly
Do you know about this
http://bluenyle.blogpsot.com/
btw? It's the link you left in my comments... blogPSot... something quite different!
come on guys
be honest
i read dis post again
its BULLSHIT!
-Saby
hehe..
Hey Dil.Ville.
Babysittin kids was a nightmare for me. Did it coupla times(was forced to). I swore wud neva do it again. ;)
Peace,
Firacub.
make dat pure unadulterated BULL SHIT
Its funny how Saby shows up so regularly to read bullshit...
i love her
and her shit
-Saby
ASHES was born as a 39 year old man
he never was a kid
like Michael Jackson
kids are not sake wid him
heyy guys,
its another QUIZ
y did u marry/ will marry the person u married/ will marry?
its a quiz on my main page IMNUTSINCAPS
Nah,M.jackon and I are poles apart.If I ever get a chance,i'd personally like to cut him into pieces.
And Saby is bang on when he said i was born a 39 yr old.Maybe a lil' underexaggaration.Dad says I was a 80 yr old when I was 6.
S H E E E E T ! ! ! !
dis damn devile dont understand sarcasm
just coz wat i last said
she drops her shit on my blogg too
-Saby
hey devile
i read ur profile
y u against claustrophobics?
got dis from DLAK (if ur white dont step in here)
This day in music history.
April 5, 1994, Kurt Cobain shot up some heroine and scribbled
some lines at the bottom of an already written suicide note . Then
he lay on the floor and shot himself to death. His body would be
found a few days later but his mind had been missing for years.
@Saby I dunno why I always hated em.
Hey! this site suxxxxx!
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