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Sorry if I let anyone down for just staying in on new years, but I had already decided that was what I was doing when 5pm rolled around and I was still dealing with "Is it at your house?, where are we going to have it?, WHY isn't it at YOUR house?" shit. I decided to hell with new years this year. It's only a day.
Also, I am still very angry about the whole Whitney thing. First off, I have never felt a weakness greater than giving a scare to the person who continuously supplies you with a near constant party at almost no cost. Also, where is it written down that you can just show up to MY HOUSE, my HOUSE, with all of the booze you want and just walk right in and start getting hammered.
I know it may seem as if this is how it is, and how it has always been, but you are WRONG. The reason I hate it when the college kids come down is because there are a few of them who just DON'T LISTEN to me when I say it isn't that way, and I am too nice of a guy to kick them the fuck out and tell them not to come back until they learn respect (well, not anymore).
You see, when everyone is away at college, and it's just me and Ricky and Tyler, they don't just show up randomly with gallons of alcohol to get drunk. Quite the contrary, we regularly call to see what is up. As a matter of fact, almost all of our planning is done over the phone. This structure, of course, isn't CONSTANT, but over the months that's pretty much what it works out to.
I notice the people who appreciate what I want out of this matter (I wish I could think of a different word) but the problem is that they get PUNISHED for it. When I have something else planned at my house, and I don't ask anyone to come, and someone is trying to be considerate and call me but I'm only thinking of myself so I'm not answering, well, when EVERYONE ELSE just shows up uninvited it makes me out to be an even bigger jerk than I already was for not answering my phone.
Anyways, I guess I'm just pissed off right now. I'm pissed that my New Years didn't go as I planned it. I'm pissed that no one fucking respects my house. I'm pissed that everyone just showed up to get wasted when I was TRYING to have a fight night at my house (something that I can actually pull off when everyone isn't back). I'm pissed that my entire dynamic has been thrown off, and that now I basically just go to work and come home and sleep, because I don't know how to deal with this new dynamic. I'm pissed that I end up making so big of a deal over something so easily worked out by everyone else.
Also, I am still very angry about the whole Whitney thing. First off, I have never felt a weakness greater than giving a scare to the person who continuously supplies you with a near constant party at almost no cost. Also, where is it written down that you can just show up to MY HOUSE, my HOUSE, with all of the booze you want and just walk right in and start getting hammered.
I know it may seem as if this is how it is, and how it has always been, but you are WRONG. The reason I hate it when the college kids come down is because there are a few of them who just DON'T LISTEN to me when I say it isn't that way, and I am too nice of a guy to kick them the fuck out and tell them not to come back until they learn respect (well, not anymore).
You see, when everyone is away at college, and it's just me and Ricky and Tyler, they don't just show up randomly with gallons of alcohol to get drunk. Quite the contrary, we regularly call to see what is up. As a matter of fact, almost all of our planning is done over the phone. This structure, of course, isn't CONSTANT, but over the months that's pretty much what it works out to.
I notice the people who appreciate what I want out of this matter (I wish I could think of a different word) but the problem is that they get PUNISHED for it. When I have something else planned at my house, and I don't ask anyone to come, and someone is trying to be considerate and call me but I'm only thinking of myself so I'm not answering, well, when EVERYONE ELSE just shows up uninvited it makes me out to be an even bigger jerk than I already was for not answering my phone.
Anyways, I guess I'm just pissed off right now. I'm pissed that my New Years didn't go as I planned it. I'm pissed that no one fucking respects my house. I'm pissed that everyone just showed up to get wasted when I was TRYING to have a fight night at my house (something that I can actually pull off when everyone isn't back). I'm pissed that my entire dynamic has been thrown off, and that now I basically just go to work and come home and sleep, because I don't know how to deal with this new dynamic. I'm pissed that I end up making so big of a deal over something so easily worked out by everyone else.