So, yesterday was pretty much a day of hell. But since most of you are twisted (;D) i'll tell you about it and maybe you'll laugh(;

Friday night my mother calls me and excitedly tells me she got me a job for the next day (Saturday) that pays $100. Sounds great right? um no. The $100? i'd have to split it with my brother. The job? Working in an outdoor concession stand in FAIRFIELD of all places for 10 hours. Oh and the kicker? I would have to cancel the plans I've had for 2 weeks that i had been talking about all week. But of course, these are minuscule reasons to my mother.

So we get in a fight OVER THE PHONE, and then my mother, who is in her forties, HANGS UP ON ME. yes. that is right. My mother acted like the child in the situation. This happens quite alot in my family. So because she hung up on me, and i didn't call her back and grovel, i'm grounded for a week. lovely.

So that was friday night. I wake up Saturday about, ehhh Nine? And go downstairs. As i enter the kitchen guess whats waiting for me in the living room? I kid you not, a stack of laundry about four inches shorter than myself. Guess what 20 year old decided his little sister would love doing laundry while grounded? That's right, my charming brother (who also thought it would be oh so charming to throw a pack of batteries at my head while i was folding his pants and bruise my forehead. YAY!)

So while I'm folding the clothes, I decided i would go make myself a sandwich. EHHH no bread. How about some cereal? EHH no milk. Hmmm, frozen dinner? EHHH none of that either. So, no thats not going to ruin my day, so i decided i'd use the 20 in my purse and order some chinese? Oh wait, my loving brother needed gas money so he helped himself to the personal ATM, aka my purse.

But now im agitated and hot from chasing my dog around the house trying to get back my brothers BOXERS that I'm supposed to be washing, because I'm grounded, because my mother hung up on me (see that unfailing logic?) I decided to lay down on the couch for a minute and relax. Well heaven forbid! My dog (yes, the underwear dog) decided it would be a swell idea to attack my cat who was sleeping on the upper part of the couch above my head. WELL, of course Charlie-Jackson (yes, my cat has a double name. My brother, the charming one, and i couldn't agree so we gave him both) falls from the top of the couch ONTO MY FACE. and me being a human, i flip out and he claws the living hell out of my face. Im not kidding, i look like i got in a fight with wolverine.

Then i just want to call up *the guy* (who shall remain nameless because I am angry at him for the moment and shunning his very existence.) and tell him how bad my day has been. He answers the phone and i hear people in the background. I asked him if he needed to go and he said no, that he would leave the room. So as im telling him how bad my day is, he interrupts me to tell me to hang on "cause he needs both hands to open his beer." So i ignore that and then wait for him to listen. He said he was ready and i went on, and actually started crying. After i finished the story, still in tears, what is his genius response? "HEY, DID YOU SEE THE BAMA GAME TODAY?" yes, that is right. After i pour my heart and and cry he asks me about football. Oh and then he had to go before i could even answer the flippin question because "____ was trying to get his chair."

Typical Man. *see previous blog*

That was pretty much my saturday. Lovely right. Gee Ma, thanks for grounding me because you hung up on me. And Gee Wiz kevin! I love doing your laundry, you stealing my money, having your cat slice my face, and having projectiles LAUNCHED AT MY HEAD. And how could i forget you, *that guy*? Your sensitivity is astounding!

haha maybe i'm feeling a little smart, but i'm justified.

Hey look, you survived another blog(;

-annaa(:

*Question of the Day*
Is it possible for a liar to not lie when saying he's a liar?

So this is officially the first post of my new blog! haha, okay, call me a nerd but I'm excited because I finally committed enough to start it!

Okay, so see that this IS the first one I feel like it might be beneficial if I pointed out a few things:

I don't like a junky looking page so I've made it so that only the most recent blog will be seen on the home page, however, all of my posts can be found if you click one under the BLOG ARCHIVES section in the far right (your right) column.

I've made it so that anyone can post comments on any blog (or at least I think I did. I'm not exactly the most technological person:P) but if you dont have anything nice to say, dont say it all. And yes, i totally just said that phrase.

As for the name of my blog: haha this was inspired by my mother. her favorite phrase might just be that I'm such "an unreasonable teenager." haha hence my blog is basically The Reasonings of an Unreasonable Teenager.

NOOOOOOOW, that that is done, lets start blogging(:

Has anyone ever seen Pride & Prejudice? You know with Keira Knightly and the other guy? I seriously love this movie, really. But I can't help getting distracted while watching it. Beside from the obvious distraction: Kiera Knightly's complete lack of *cough* female features, I can't help but thinking about how different things are now than back then.

Haha, okay for all you smartasses, I get that it's a movie. But what I mean is that it was written by an actual woman (Jane Austin, who by the way, is brilliant) about the time period she lived in. The whole movie everyone speaks so beautifully and behaves with such elegance that I'm almost embarrassed about today's society.

Haha Seriously, the scene where Darcy is trying to propose to Kiera? Um hello, if someone today was proposing, the girl would be lucky if he got down on one knee. Darcy freakin chased her through the rain, took her to an old greek building, pointed out every flaw that he didn't mind that she had, and then said he could never be out of pain unless she chose to be with him for all eternity. That kinda makes "will you marry me?" look pathetic, am I right?

Whoever killed chivalry should have died a painful death. Haha, I think I can speak for the majority of my gender (WHICH, YES IS FEMALE *rolls eyes* ...jerks) when I say any guy who treats a woman like a queen is a major find. NOTE TO THE MALE GENDER: if you really want a girl to like you, ask her how she is. not "what's up?" and offer her your coat when she's cold, not your bed! (;

I dunno, maybe this was a drab first post but hey, you survived (:

-annaa(:

*Question of the Day*
If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?

(this was brought over from my facebook notes:D)

I realize that I bother some people, but all i have to say to those people is this:

I'm sorry if we can't be friends, really. I love meeting new people and making new friends but I'm not going to change how i am to make one person feel better about me. I have friends who like who i am already and i'm content with them. I like who I am, i'm comfortable with my personality. I get it; i'm loud and probably overbearingly obnoxious but that's who i am. I don't try to be something I'm not and I'd appreciate it if people would stop trying to make me be someone else. I don't want to hear your opinion on how i dress, how i look, or how i talk. You don't know what i think and most likely you don't even know a single thing about me. I'm not going to be mean to you even if your mean to me because honestly, i dont want to give you anything to make yourself feel better about trying to bring me down. hahaha I'm not going to stoop to anyone's level and send you a mean text back or call you some other ridiculously obscene name to your face. Why? Because i don't care.

I get my body isn't perfect. I have NEVER pretended that it is, but Ilike how I am. If I had the chance to change a few things on my body, would I? well yeah, but who wouldn't? but im not going to dwell on what i don't like. I dont see the point. I dress my body how i want because, as crazy as it is to admit, i like fashion. If you don't think something looks good on me, then i'm sorry. I can't tailor my wardrobe to appeal to everyone. But please, keep your comments to yourself.

one last point, and then i promise i'm done(:

As it goes for me being stuck up? haha i dont even know where this one started. i know i'm not cool. hahahaha im the first person to tell you that im a total loser. I'm confident, yeah? am i supposed to be something else? ahah I fall over my own feet allllll the time. My dad lives on like a farm in the middle of no where mississippi and i visit there often. I laugh like an idiot. My feet are so misshapen. but guess what? none of that matters. I'll tell you i got my shoes on sale at some cheap store if i did. I have no problem admitting my house isn't big and my family isn't rich. I get that money isn't everything and it never has been to me. I try to accept everyone, really. If i'm ever mean to you, it's probably an off day and i'll most likely apologize about it later. And if i dont, ask me about it! I really will talk to anyone, i'm never shy(:

The Problems With High school Students

(this was just brought over from a facebook note :D)

Basically, i think i'll start by saying that I'm not perfect. I have judged, i still do judge, and i will probably judge people thousands of more times in my life. I agree with everyone *cough Jorge* who says that it's human nature. I mean, its impulse right? You see someone with dark, funky hair, thick eyeliner, and dark clothes and your mind thinks: emo. Yeah, I know mine does so you don't have to lie and say you see everyone as equal because we all know you don't. No one can look at a person blankly without forming any preconceived ideas about who they are. People don't work like that, i get it.

Now, that being said let me point out the major, absolutely unacceptable epidemic at Oak Mountain: people acting on these assumptions. What sets apart humans from animals is the fact that we can tame our natural selves for the better of society. So in latent terms? Unless you plan on resorting back to dragging your knuckles and living in a cave wearing nothing but a loin cloth, you need to suppress the urge to act on your prejudices.

"Oh, but anna. I don't act on my prejudices. I am never malignant to anyone! " Save it Maybe a few of you can say that honestly, and if you're one of those people, stop reading now. Theres nothing directed towards you in the remainder of my little rant(:

Still reading? Yeah, i figured you werent one of those people(; But just in case you're still wondering what im talking about...let me point out a few instances i've noticed.

1. Okay, the attacking people over facebook? REALLY? grow some balls. Sorry for the vulgarity, but this is like wuss bullying. I can't tell you how much it gets under my skin when i see people leaving comments under other people's statuses saying "yeah, you would you whore." or "shut up because you don't know what you're talking about, dumbass." DO YOU THINK I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO SAY THOSE THINGS TO PEOPLE BEFORE? of course i have, most of the time on a daily basis. but i dont. thats the point im trying to make. I have enough respect for other people's feelings to realize that they can feel hurt too, no matter if i like them or not. Think about it? Is your life going to improve any more in the long run if you tear that person down? Probably not. But them? That kind of shit can really tear a person up for the rest of their lives.

2. The screaming at each other in the hallways: could we get any more ghetto? hahah i mean, REALLY now. What is so important that you have to make yourself look so pathetic that you have to stop and scream profanities at another person in the middle of a hall? Save it. The person doesnt wanna hear it and believe me, neither do i.

3. The whispering to your friends: okaaay. Lets just basically call this one what it is: girls. I do it atleast a jillion times a day which means so do you. But in reality, who are we helping? who's life are we improving?

This wasn't really sparked by anyone or anything other than a building annoyance. I just think the problem with Oak Mountain isn't in the education (for the most part, *cough mrs. Miller*) its the kids. When people have to transfer schools and would rather skip everyday than face the other kids their age, then there lies the problem. Grow up people, if you dont like someone, leave them alone. If they attack you, laugh and walk away. Thats all. You say more with nothing than you do with a thousand insults. If you are strong enough to just laugh and walk away: you're already showing them how much better you are. You're showing them that you're better than that. When you call them names back and plot ways to ruin their life: you are them. You become the thing you hate.

I dunno, just think about it.

Make it a great day or not, the choice is yours.
...aaaaahahahah okay, totally kidding with that last part(;

-annaa(: