Okay, so this is yesterday but please allow me 5-10 minutes to just totally bitch at the world.
Day starts off with promise. Well, actually that day started off at 3 am when I went to sleep. But sleep is always promising.
Suddenly, in the midst of one of the best dreams I have ever had involving handcuffs and my boyfriend, the door swings open. “Ladyfoxfyre! Get out of bed, and go feed the Elliot’s horses!” [sub](I am not a morning person, BTW)[/sub]Arrrrghhh…drag myself out of bed, and actually fall to the ground and go back to sleep. After a few quiet minutes of rest on the floor, I am rudely awakened yet again. Alright, fine, I’ll go.
Lovely horses. Lovely, lovely horses. Why don’t we make glue out of them anymore? They have 4; 3 are nice to me. Lynx’s goal in life is to make me shoot myself. I ran around 20 acres of desert/mesa to catch that damn horse.
Skip to home: I smell like a barn, so the obvious decision must be to, what?..you’re all yelling, “Take a shower!” Good! That’s what I thought too! After I get out of the shower, get dressed, dry hair. Mom: Did I say you could take a shower? Me: Since when have I been required to ask permission? Mom: You need to clean the house today, everybody else smells bad too, that doesn’t mean you get to take a shower and the rest of us get to clean.
That’s funny too, because for some reason I don’t remember the rest of my family shoveling horse shit all morning.
I decide that I have to leave this house before I commit mass murder. Call boyfriend, beg him to take me away from this place. After much argument from mom, she finally lets me go. In my excitement to leave, I back up…straight into dad’s truck!!! Don’t think anyone saw me, but it still left a nice scratch on the truck, and as I would later find out, a very large dent in my car.
Skip to: Deciding to go to a movie, but can’t get a hold of anybody to tell them where I’m going because nobody is picking up their phone. Cell phones are useful in situations like these, that’s why we have two.
Oh well, no harm done, we’ll just drive the 20 miles out to my neighbor’s house, where they should be, and ask if I can go. On the way in, Jason 1) almost hits a herd of cows, and 2) almost runs off the road and crashes.
Skip to: On the freeway, with 3 people in the truck, 1 without a seat belt. We pass a cop, on the other side of the interstate, and Jason is going 110 mph, trying to make it to the movie theatre in time. Somehow we don’t get pulled. Arrive at the theatre 45 minutes late, get ourselves kicked out of both Circuit City and Souper!Salad, and I arrive home at 10:59, and my curfew was 11.
Yeah I know it is just a pathetic teenage rant. Sorry, but people suck.
What movie did you see? How did you almost get kicked out of CC and S!S?
Let me find you one of our slaves to make it aaalll better.
If it’ll make you feel better, I was out at 5 running the dogs… 
E.
My life, atm, is a pathetic teenage rant, don’t worry. Everyone passes through it at least once. Sighs
How DID you get kicked out?
Well, let me begin by saying that my friends are dumbasses. Truly impeccable examples of dumbasses. Nevin decides to go through the salad bar with no plate, and just piles up shit on the tray. An entire tray of salad, overflowing onto the ground, and then he puts salad dressing on top. Lots of it. After that, they decide to try to toss carrots onto the top of the umbrella and make them stay. That didn’t go over too well with somebody in the back, cause soon after the waiter asked us to please finish our food quietly and unlike heathens and leave. Then one of my highly refined friends finds that there is a giant tomato outside with plants in it, trys to convince us it’s a cherry, then proceeds to hump it. “Look guys, I’m poppin’ the cherry!” Hahaha…SMACK!. He still can’t figure out why I hit him.
As for CC, let’s just say we got a little rowdy playing with the car stereo displays.
::::sigh::::
Elenfair, that would be wonderful, simply wonnnnnnderfullll…
Sorry Rilchiam, I forgot about you for a sec. We didn’t get to see anything, we were supposed to see Fast and the Furious, but we got there 45 minutes late and just decided to find other things to do. I think it was for the best though, I fear we may have gotten kicked out of there too
Sorry you had such a sucky day, ladyfoxfyre. I’ve been there too.
Although I find it ironic that your sig labels you Mistress of Glee.
You’re going 110 miles per hour trying to get to a movie on time and are still 45 minutes late?
That means you were 80 miles away when the movie started. Your mom tells you that you are going to help clean the house so you call your boyfriend to come get you and she let’s you leave? Sounds like you have an amazingly ineffective parent there.
“let me begin by saying that my friends are dumbasses”
When you notice that everybody around you is a dumbass you might want to take a moment to reconsider the category into which you fall.
You’re right. It was a pathetic teenager rant and I have to say that I only saw a few sucky people in it (and they weren’t your mother, the horse, the highway patrol, the waiter at Souper!Salad, or whoever kicked you out of Circuit City).
Feel free to try again when you’ve grown up enough to recognize that the stupid behavior of teenagers isn’t witty, it is just stupid.
Maybe not: it’s a loud movie!
I hear you on the serial evictions. When I was in college, in Pittsburgh, my pals and I used to go to Tom’s Diner. After a while, the staff started encouraging us to “take that booth…The one wayyyyy in the back.”
[hijack]Although none of us ever humped statuary (!) we were once on the T, and two guys pulled themselves up to the handrails and hung upside down like bats. No one there to see, us, though.
Before Tom’s, we briefly hung out at White Tower (not White Castle!), a foodarama right out of John Waters. The decor was orange and yellow, with huge photos of the entrees, in that cheesy, early-60s style that you know they weren’t using real food! The food was greasy, yummy, and astoundingly cheap. Every drunk and stray hung out there, and we could have played trumpet and maracas without anyone complaining. Tragically, it closed soon after we discovered it.
Just as well, though: it probably wouldn’t have survived the late '90s with that name.[/hijack]
Thanks, Obfusciatrist. Couldn’t have said it better myself.
Not quite, Obfusciatrist. We weren’t 80 miles away, you’re assuming that the entire trip was made at 110 mph. There was a mix-up with the times at which the movie started, does that clear things up for you a little bit? Good. Sorry I didn’t score high on your “rant-o-meter” but that’s not exactly what I was going for. I had a bad day, needed to vent, don’t really care what you think.
Cleaned up the house before I left, BTW.
Funny, I didn’t think they were either. I was leaning towards the behavior of my friends, who truly embarassed me that night. They know it, and won’t do it again.
Thanks for the critique though, I’ll strive to improve next time.
It’s ok, lady, I have it on good authority that obfusciatrist was never young. He sprung fully formed from his mother’s brow, and has been our resident curmedgon ever since. 
Sure I did. I did (and still do) plenty of stupid shit when among friends. But in the back of my mind I recognize the stupidity and don’t feel the need to broadcast it to the world, trying to disguise it as wit.
Just read the story, everybody sucks and is a dumbass except her.
I recognize that the rant is results from the egotism and stupidity of teenagers, and generally ignore it (as when someone in MPSIMS moans how the opposite gender sucks because they just found that their SO of 48 hours was looking at another girl at the cotillion) but being the Pit I decided to play.
But, just in case ladyfoxfyre doesn’t realize how to correct the behavior of her sucky dumbass friends: Next time one of your friends starts using a tray as a salad plate or starts humping a statue or starts driving 110 miles per hour down any road ask to go home. Don’t accept their behavior and they’ll stop.
Among other things, I qualify as a teenager, and I would really appreciate it if you could stop tossing clichés and stereotypes about me around as if they were helpful. Thank you.
Oh me, oh my…I must have misunderstood the purpose of this board… :::smacks herself on the forehead::: stupid egotistical teenager.
If you don’t particularly want to hear about it, you don’t have any reason to respond. But you have, twice even. I don’t think I tried to disguise anything as wit, and if I did, I apologize for visibly offending you.
With that, I invite you to not bother with me anymore, please, don’t allow me to waste anymore of your valuable time.
Sorry matt, but teenagers are, as a class and nearly without exception, egotistical and stupid. I was, my mother was, my grandfather was, you are, ladyfoxfyre is.
That doesn’t mean it is necessarily the defining characteristic of your personality. It doesn’t even mean it is wrong. Stupidity and ego are the two necessary tools for learning. The stupidity to not recognize that what is just around the corner likely isn’t any better than where you are and the egotism to feel that you have every right to do and experience anything. These are marvelous traights in the young and fade way too quickly with age.
There’s an annoying element of these features as well. The main one is the blindness to your own stupidity and egotism. Another is the assumption in all young people that their tales of stupidity and egotism are unique and amusing.
ladyfoxfyre: The quote you snipped and your response indicate that you feel these boards are, indeed, here for broadcasting your stupidity to the world (that may not be what you meant, but it is what you said). The purpose of this boards, actually, is to share knowledge and fight ignorance and sell Cecil Adams’s books. The three extraneous fora, IMHO, MPSIMS, and the Pit developed because the attempts to keep the noise-to-signal ratio high became burdensome so the noise was given an official place separate from the signal.
If you want pats on the head and nods of understanding for experiencing the vagaries of teenagerhood then go to MPSIMS. If you want to risk people telling you what they think of your thoughts, stories, or life, enjoy the Pit. If you want to take a poll on who thinks I am an asshole you get IMHO and if you want to discuss why I am an asshole you might try GD.
Welcome and don’t pick up the coals, they’re hot.
Jeepers, you’re in a frisky mood, obfusciatrist.
If only people would grow out of it automatically at the age of 20!
Indeed.
I’m still looking forward to the day when I realize I’ve outgrown it completely.
I think it would be just as good to say that ALL people are egotistical and stupid.
Old people are egotistical and stupid.
Young people are egotistical and stupid.
Middle-aged people are egotistical and stupid.
I’m egotistical and stupid.
You’re egotistical and stupid.
Why single out teenagers?