On Thin Ice

Sep 08, 2011 01:08

I think I'm close to being at my whit's end.

Not only do I have to worry about school and trying to graduate this year, but I've been having stomach pains and having symptoms for the past week or so, that with a little looking into led me to suspect that I might have a stomach ulcer.

And yet again, tonight my brother (who I will name Cartman from this point on), wakes up in the middle of the night to harass the house cat.

I had suggested to my mom a few months ago that it might be a good idea to bring our pets to the animal shelter, because the way Cartman is treating our pets is wrong. And even though she says we won't resort to that and that she'll talk to Cartman, I see that there was no change over the summer. Well, I'm going to bring up the subject again, but I'm not holding my breath. I know that Cartman has no respect for what his own mother says. So I asked dad (via e-mail) to talk to him too.

But one thing's for sure, I'm not putting up with this kind of bullshit this year. I spent last year waiting for everyone to fall asleep just so I can start my schoolwork in peace. If I can't get stuff done in my own house, I'll have to do it elsewhere.

I'm sick of this shit.  

ranting, pissed, wtf

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