Venting Session #845

Sep 10, 2004 17:46

Actually I don't know how many ventings I've ever made but this one takes not just the frosting on the cake but the whole god damn cake as well! When is someone gonna give me my cake?!

You remember the list? Yeah the ten commandments? Well, it got worse. Really really worse. My parents went to my mother's counselor yesterday while I was babysitting the cutest little kid on the planet. This is the same counselor that suggested my mother not let my brother come over to the apartment because he doesn't get sleep and is cranky when he comes home. It was Markus' fault that had Chad staying up past 3am playing Everquest... telling me that Chad is a big boy now and can take care of himself. What an idiot. And I was blamed. for this. So yeah, anyway, my mom and dad went to that counselor. -_- She's suggested more things for me apparently. The ten commandments turned into the thirteen commandments. Thirteen is a hugely unlucky number. There's *some* better things on here but the things that were really bad are even worse now.

1. Out of bed by 9:00am each day.
2. Have breakfast, shower, teeth brushed, and clean clothes by 10:30am each day.
3. On Mon, Wed, and Thursday by noon you will vacuum hallway, entryway, livingroom, and family room after morning routine and before doing anything else.
4. Mop kitchen floor and mudroom on Tues by noon
5. Mop both bathroom floors on Thurs by noon
6. Sweep kitchen and mudroom after vacuuming.
7. Be polite to everyone - always.
8. Look for a job. You will need a job by mid-October 04.
9. No internet use between midnight and up to the time chores are done the next morning.
10. In bed and lights out by 1am
11. You will need to have your own apartment by mid-October 04.
or
12. We will begin charging you 20% of part time minimum wage income for room and board.
13. You will not argue about these rules or make ANY demands.
Anything not done when required will result in:
Seven days disconnected from the internet (1st warning) and ... get this.... Packing 1 bag and a trip to Mel Trotter's Mission for the Homeless (2nd warning).

I'm really fuckin scared right now. Not just angry like the previous list. But god damn fuckin scared out of my wits. I don't know what to do. Someone take me somewhere. Please god, someone take me somewhere where this humiliation and degradation will end! Sometimes I wonder if a mission house wouldn't just be better than here anyway!! Just until I get a job and most likely move in with Kuro when we find a decent apartment. Would a mission house completely humiliate me daily? Would a mission house feed me without an "Al. Food. Now." type dealie? Would a mission house degrade my opinions while forcing respect? Would they allow me to see people on a regular basis without yelling at me about how "hotels and busses are dangerous"?

Someone tell me what the fuck to do here??
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