I need to feel the inner light
So It's been another long exhausting day.. However I did do some semi productive things today..
Went to the DMV today and got a drivers handbook (so I can finally get my license) and this happened there:
A woman with her two children..
The woman had long acrylic nails on with pink and orange butterflies painted on them ... This is what i though when i saw them:
(only less bad ass and more white trash)
That's all I can ever think of when I see nails like that... Scary woman who would kill you with their claws.
Whats even worse is that she has children, that's even more troubling and her children had those dog leashes on them that look like these (or at least this is what I think of them):
They were actually pink and blue (for some reason the girl had blue and the boy had pink). Now the girl was about sixish maybe seven. and the boy was probably 3 or 4.
I thought wow that girl is way too old for one of those
(Well in my personal opinion no one should have those, because if you cannot your children you do not deserve to overpopulate the world with them). The girl looked like she was largely undeveloped and acted immature beyond all reasoning, she had Velcro shoes on and overalls with a stuffed animal of sorts in her hands (it was some mutilated dog thing) and the poor child walked around like she was on drugs, completely oblivious to the world around her. While the boy STILL had a pacifier I don't know if any of you know this but that is way too old to be using one.
The mother would grow impatient with the DMV slaves and lash out at her children for being good (she was yelling at them for doing things that the were clearly not doing). The children just stared at the mother with the biggest deer in a headlights look you could imagine, they would flinch and squirm when she came near, which made me almost certain that she probably beat them. Not only that but I passed her earlier and she wreaked of liquor. I don't know why I stayed there so long if all I was getting was a handbook. But I sat down staring at her poor sickly pale children and her overly died hair that should have died in the haties as did most things. She had wrinkles around her lips and I could tell that she was a heavy smoker too.
Eventually I had had enough of her antics, how she was pulling her children around anxiously and they were putting around scared and falling. I looked around to see if anyone was noticing the horrors I was, and either they were too busy with their unimportant lives or they were looking on and putting their heads down because they were sheep too afraid to stand up to what they new was right. So I took the initiative. I went up to her and tapped her on the shoulder, the tired whore of a mother looked at me and growled with her smoke stained teeth and said "Yes?"
-"Your unpleasant, and I think you should not treat your children this way"
--"Excuse me?"
-"Look at them, they are too old for how you are treating them, why don't you give them respect? Clean up your act, your a mother."
--"Since when do you know how to raise kids? What are you fifteen?, your just a little cockamamie whore who thinks she knows everything, you ain't got a lick of knowledge in your pretty little head!"
-"I know enough to know that coming to the DMV under the influence is not a good idea Ma'am, I also know that these children whether or not you want to admit it are also human beings and deserve caring respect which you are not giving them."
--"You little sewer rat cunt--"
-"Please stop, I didn't come here to make a scene just to tell you what every person in this room is thinking, Good Day Ma'am"
With that I placed my headphones on and walked as quickly as I could out of that god forsaken place. If she said anything more I didn't hear her.
When I got home I put my bad on the table and my father came in shortly after... "Why are you home?"
-"Ashley had to work, I'm sorry" (Ashley is my older sister)
--"Well don't you have any friends?"
-"Yes, none that live here though" (Davis)
--"Oh well find something to do tomorrow"
-"Hey Dad..."
--"Yes?"
-"I was wondering if we could make dinner together tonight?" (its 5pm)
--"Erryn it's really late and I'm really busy maybe some other time"
-"I don't understand it's not that late"
--"Erryn, I'm tired please..."
-"Okay Dad"
I went in my room and got really sad my eyes watered but I did not cry. then he came in and tried to buy my happiness and we got into an argument. I miss my mother...
I saw these today in a The Smiths commercial (I know crazy right?!) and it made me smile not just because it was The Smiths, (thanks Sean for talking to me during that and reminding me to smile):
(my favorite flower in what may be my favorite color of them)
... Also I can't wait for Wednesday, I think my mood will improve then. I needed a Wednesday for a while now.
30-12-08 3:06
