Crapppy New Year!!!!!!!!
I've been on the verge of a breakdown alll flippin week
and my supposid friend is the one who set it off
I was really looking forward to yesterday
looking forward to seeing everyone alltogether like we used to be
but instead of being with everyone as planned, I was home. . by myself . . crying my eyes out . . and throwing up like crazy and I didn't even have a drop of alcohol
Sat already started out bad
When everyone was going to my house my mom called me up saying that Ed wouldn't let me have anyone over, I could even hear him bitching in the backround . . okay my mom's on the phone with me I can hear what your saying :S
Mike was suppose to call me whenever he was done working on the car and then head over to Myle's birthday and meet me there . . he never did
Instead I called him and his mom said that he was out with Jeremy which meant that he wasn't going to be with me tonight . . fine whatever
Emmy left me alone at Myle's party and I sat there watching pippy long stalking with some mean little kid ...... meh no big deal
Mag never showed up either to the party, probably had better things to do ....... didn't bother me at all
So the party was over and I went with em to the trailor and we called our people to see when they were going to pick us up and where we're gonna go since my place wasn't no longer a chioce, and Mags was being a bitch to emmy so I decided to give her a call
BAd idea when your already on the verge of a breakdown
First thing she says was WHAT'S UP EMMMY'S ASS!!! . . . . .haha hmmmmmm gee I wonder whats up her ass *scratches head*
then I ask to see when and where we're going and she just starts bitching "blah blah blah why do we always have to pick you up blah blah blah" jeez what I do to you, and my god I'm sorry I'm such a hastle for you to waste 10-20min of your time to pick me up
and when was the last time I asked chris or adam to pick me up????
for the last two months the only recollection of ever hanging out with everyone was when we went to moncton and I never asked to get picked up then!!!!!!!!!!
I just flippin lost it I couldn't hold it in anymore and when I loose it I don't know what I'm saying.... the words that come out of my mouth from that moment on don't make any flipping sense
and I just handed the phone to em and said here you talk to her and em took the phone and was like I'm not talking to her then hung up on mags
I just started crying I'm so sick of maggies bull shit
when is she gonna realize lots of other people have problem's too and don't need her bull shit on top of it
when is she going to realize how much she treats her family like shit, all she does is scream and scream at them and most of the time they haven't done anything wrong
same with her friends . . with everyone!!!!!
I don't feel like hanging out with someone like that
I'll tell ya what maggie . . if I feel like I haven't gotten enough shit here at home and feel the need to feel more shittier I'll give you a call
So I get home and mike calls . . . . it's about time
I tell him I'm not feeling up to going out so go have fun
and he tells me he'll call me later to see if I changed my mind . . ofcaorse I calmed down and changed my mind, but my claming down didn't last long cuz he never called me till he was to drunk to do anything
and I just cried and cried and gave him the list of what he did wrong and he said sorry and blah blah blah, and I had to go puke so I told him I'd call him after I vomited and asked if it was okay with the parents said his parents weren't there, it was okay and yadaya . . threw up . .called him back . . his mom answered . . didn't sound to happy . . and he was asleep
so I threw up till about four or five didn't fall asleep till 6 or 7
then woke to mom and ed fighting . . nothing new
lyed for a few minutes and mike called acted like nothing even happened and I'm still upset about last night it's going to take me a while to get over it . . I'm not just going to wake up the day after and not be upset anymore
the one night I needed him there he went and got drunk and he knows how I feel about drinking
if he even cared he wouldn't have gotten drunk
he would've came to see me dispite whatever I said
but he did just the opposite
wow I have so many people that care about me
so whats happened all week:
~well everyone knows about sam . . think that alone is just enough for me to feel depressed
~mike got in a car accident from being with a drunk driver and the trial date just happens to be around my birthday
~Ed's been getting drunk and screaming at me ever since his birthday he's been such a fuckin jerk
~ I got in a huge fight with my mom
< I swept all the floors
< vacumed all the floors
< then moped all the floors
but nope that's not enough she wanted me to clean up HER painting room and HER HUGE pile of mess she left at the top of the stairs and I refused cuz I'm on stike!!!! I'm not cleaning up her AND ed's mess anymore
. . . .. it's one thing if I contibuted to it, but I didn't . . your mess . . your problem
~sammieantha had to witness me and moms fight and some of ed's ass holeness
and me crying and throwing things
I think I'm going to puke again . . too be conitinued
and my supposid friend is the one who set it off
I was really looking forward to yesterday
looking forward to seeing everyone alltogether like we used to be
but instead of being with everyone as planned, I was home. . by myself . . crying my eyes out . . and throwing up like crazy and I didn't even have a drop of alcohol
Sat already started out bad
When everyone was going to my house my mom called me up saying that Ed wouldn't let me have anyone over, I could even hear him bitching in the backround . . okay my mom's on the phone with me I can hear what your saying :S
Mike was suppose to call me whenever he was done working on the car and then head over to Myle's birthday and meet me there . . he never did
Instead I called him and his mom said that he was out with Jeremy which meant that he wasn't going to be with me tonight . . fine whatever
Emmy left me alone at Myle's party and I sat there watching pippy long stalking with some mean little kid ...... meh no big deal
Mag never showed up either to the party, probably had better things to do ....... didn't bother me at all
So the party was over and I went with em to the trailor and we called our people to see when they were going to pick us up and where we're gonna go since my place wasn't no longer a chioce, and Mags was being a bitch to emmy so I decided to give her a call
BAd idea when your already on the verge of a breakdown
First thing she says was WHAT'S UP EMMMY'S ASS!!! . . . . .haha hmmmmmm gee I wonder whats up her ass *scratches head*
then I ask to see when and where we're going and she just starts bitching "blah blah blah why do we always have to pick you up blah blah blah" jeez what I do to you, and my god I'm sorry I'm such a hastle for you to waste 10-20min of your time to pick me up
and when was the last time I asked chris or adam to pick me up????
for the last two months the only recollection of ever hanging out with everyone was when we went to moncton and I never asked to get picked up then!!!!!!!!!!
I just flippin lost it I couldn't hold it in anymore and when I loose it I don't know what I'm saying.... the words that come out of my mouth from that moment on don't make any flipping sense
and I just handed the phone to em and said here you talk to her and em took the phone and was like I'm not talking to her then hung up on mags
I just started crying I'm so sick of maggies bull shit
when is she gonna realize lots of other people have problem's too and don't need her bull shit on top of it
when is she going to realize how much she treats her family like shit, all she does is scream and scream at them and most of the time they haven't done anything wrong
same with her friends . . with everyone!!!!!
I don't feel like hanging out with someone like that
I'll tell ya what maggie . . if I feel like I haven't gotten enough shit here at home and feel the need to feel more shittier I'll give you a call
So I get home and mike calls . . . . it's about time
I tell him I'm not feeling up to going out so go have fun
and he tells me he'll call me later to see if I changed my mind . . ofcaorse I calmed down and changed my mind, but my claming down didn't last long cuz he never called me till he was to drunk to do anything
and I just cried and cried and gave him the list of what he did wrong and he said sorry and blah blah blah, and I had to go puke so I told him I'd call him after I vomited and asked if it was okay with the parents said his parents weren't there, it was okay and yadaya . . threw up . .called him back . . his mom answered . . didn't sound to happy . . and he was asleep
so I threw up till about four or five didn't fall asleep till 6 or 7
then woke to mom and ed fighting . . nothing new
lyed for a few minutes and mike called acted like nothing even happened and I'm still upset about last night it's going to take me a while to get over it . . I'm not just going to wake up the day after and not be upset anymore
the one night I needed him there he went and got drunk and he knows how I feel about drinking
if he even cared he wouldn't have gotten drunk
he would've came to see me dispite whatever I said
but he did just the opposite
wow I have so many people that care about me
so whats happened all week:
~well everyone knows about sam . . think that alone is just enough for me to feel depressed
~mike got in a car accident from being with a drunk driver and the trial date just happens to be around my birthday
~Ed's been getting drunk and screaming at me ever since his birthday he's been such a fuckin jerk
~ I got in a huge fight with my mom
< I swept all the floors
< vacumed all the floors
< then moped all the floors
but nope that's not enough she wanted me to clean up HER painting room and HER HUGE pile of mess she left at the top of the stairs and I refused cuz I'm on stike!!!! I'm not cleaning up her AND ed's mess anymore
. . . .. it's one thing if I contibuted to it, but I didn't . . your mess . . your problem
~sammieantha had to witness me and moms fight and some of ed's ass holeness
and me crying and throwing things
I think I'm going to puke again . . too be conitinued