Dijourno Pizza

As everyone knows, Dijourno is the best oven cooked pizza ever! I went to the grocery store with my mom to get Gatorade and I saw the pizza and I asked if I could get one. She said get two, so I did and then we went home. Soon after I had to leave to go back to field hockey, so I did not get to have one of the pizzas and I thought the other one would be there tomorrow for me to eat. Right? Wrong. My mother made both the pizzas because someone (PATRICK!) was complaining that he got none even though he already had lunch. The second pizza; gone. The next day, my dad realized that we need parm. cheese for dinner so he had to run to the grocery store to get some. I asked him nicely if he would pick up a pizza and to make it a supreme, so Maureen and Patrick wouldn't eat it. He did. I went to my friend's house last night and I came home to find the third pizza eaten. I can never win.

Preseason

This is my second day of preseason for field hockey. Trust me, its not easy, especially in this heat wave. I am very sore and tres tired. Well we have two a days and so I get to go home and eat lunch after the first session. Being my sore and tired self, I asked my dad to make me some lunch. He said no and that I should make my own lunch, he said this while making Maureen's (who is perfectly capable of doing such herself) lunch.

Very, Very Mad

I know I just posted something, oh well. My friends and I are going to the movies tonight and then we go to Friendly's after, its like a little tradition for us. My mom has decided only to give me $10 for the movie. Movies aren't $10!!!!! They are $10.50 and I want to go to Friendly's. She gave Jack $10 to go to Wawa, so I guess this means that I only get $10 for a movie? I can get a meal at Wawa for under $5, so I just don't want to hear it. Right now, I am so freakin angry.

Guess I Should Update...

Well, I did Maureen's hair last night and Patrick's. This was extremely generous of me. I was still forced to do a kitchen chore.

Cleaning and Shower Heads

My parents almost not let me stay at my friends house last night because my room wasn't clean. This has not been the first of these threats, trust me. But, I would just like to point out that Molly's room is just as messy as mine! I have no idea why I am the one that gets picked on, like why do they even have to come into my room while I'm not here. I guess its because Molly is going off to college? Well, I am going off to high school so suck on that. It's not even that big of a mess, I promise. Just clothes, that's the majority of it! I'm gonna have to put a lock on my door, and keep it closed from now on.
Another thing, I have lived in this house for 7 years now. For most of those 7 years, I shared the big room with my sister. I have been using the bathroom in the room for 7 years too. Recently, my brothers and I switched rooms, so Maureen moved into Alex's old room. I moved into Jack and Patrick's old room. This means that I no longer have to use the bathroom that is in that room. However, the 7 years I have lived in that room and used the bathroom and taken showers in there, the water pressure has SUCKED. I just suck it up though and mention it occasionally to my father. Oh, but when Jack moves into the room and asks for the water pressure to be fixed, a month or so later my dad gets a new shower head and installs it. BAM! Shower is good now. Jack has lived in that room for a month, give or take, and I lived in it for 7 years. Interesting, isn't it? I wonder who's the favored one in that relationship.

Epilogue: In finding out that Jack got a new shower head, I wanted one too. I took the one that has been under my parents sink for quite some time now. I think its better than Jack's. All is well that ends well.

The Little Mermaid

My mom was in the same room as I was watching Real World Cancun, for those of you who don't know what that is, it's a show where they put 8 strangers in a house and video tape their lives. Any who, the show is not for kids. Its, and I quote, "Sex, alcohol, and drama". I guess it is not something my mother wants me to be watching. Well, mother, I guess I also shouldn't watch music videos, vh1, a good portion of movies, and many other things. Just because I'm watching sex, alcohol and drama does not mean I am partaking in such things! Geez. So, I turn on Shark Week on the Discovery Channel. She walks out of the room and says, "Maybe you should watch the Little Mermaid." No, mom, I don't want to watch the Little Mermaid, I want to watch Real World. If I was in a Disney mood, maybe, but not tonight!

"At Least Say It Like You Mean It!"

Sorry for lack of updates, for those of you that are reading this. I went to the beach with my friend for a few days, good times. Today at dinner (my first home cooked meal in a while), I forget what I said. I guess it was something to piss Maureen off. She decided that payback would be to put her cheese on my leg and walk away snickering. It took me a few moments to notice, but when I did I yelled to my mother that Maureen put cheese on my leg. Do you know what she did? She laughed. Then I began to say that if I had done something like this, she definitely would have told me that that was not right. I told her to yell at Maureen, and she did. "Maureen, that wasn't nice." Like seriously?? I could do better than that! "At least say it like you mean it!!" I yelled. This is the welcome home I get. Cheese on my leg, yes, I missed you guys too.