Happy New Years to all!
Well I could've been rocking out with my cousin and some gay men but my dad refused to yeild and thought it would be great to kidnap me over to his house for the entire weekend...parents just don't understand. So the whole ride up to NH my dad would start these random nice bits of conversation and then halfway into them he'd start reprimanding me about the whole non-talking spurt and not seeing me on Christmas. He acted like the total victim which is totally selfish of him, all I wanted to do was to ask him "Like I wasn't hurting every single day you didn't call me, jerk." But I refrained and nodded and shut down as I usually do when I'm with him.
So when we instantly got into the house I was at a loss for what to do so I plopped on the couch and turned on the tv...like usual. There's only so many times I can watch reruns of LAw and Order: SVU so I was out of my mind. So after supper my dad plopped on the other couch and CHuckie arrived. Chuckie is this four year old monster of a girl that my step mother Janice babysits and she's a piece of work. (I just got a craving for Taco Bell..weird and random I know) Ok so the kids were jumping up and down on the couch and I could not hear Law and Order: SVU so I was extremely annoyed.
SO the kids eventually went to bed and my dad was snoring on the couch beside me and so I watched Law and ORder until about 11 and then spent the New Years all alone by my lonesome. I woke my dad up at 11:59 as the ball was coming to a glowing stop and he grunted and saw it and then told me not to yell out and went back to sleep. So I got up and went to bed thinking, "I could be partying with gay men right now but no I'm by myself and I can't get to bed."
Since I couldn't go to bed I started pondering my various situations with people and bitterness instantly invaded my heart for I knew Kyle and Jen must of had a grand old time in Boston, damn them. So my resolution is to not have another sucky New Years Eve ever again because I've never had a good one, they all end up in tears...oh well. Yeah so then that shifted to thinking about the special someone in my heart and that just hurt me because I have to friggin wait a month before I am even allowed to do anything about it...why do I get myself into these situations? So I drifted into an uneasy sleep punctured by random dreams.
Then I woke up at 10:30 and ate...Hey sorry this is so long but I've kept my military silence in this house and my personality has to vent somehow because as I just said I've not been talking or expressing myself since I've gotten here. Ok so today I just lazed about and watched tv as usual. Then talked to Kyle for an hour and twenty minutes and about fourteen seconds. So that was fun because we are so funny together. Then at four I jumped in the shower and got dressed and went to a four year olds birthday party.
That was so not fun, just sat in a corner not talking and everyone gawking at me because of what I was wearing, they hadn't seen me in a year or so... I hate people. So now I'm supposed to be doing homework and this stupid slow computer doesn't have AIM so I can't talk to anyone! Ugh! Save me please!
So when we instantly got into the house I was at a loss for what to do so I plopped on the couch and turned on the tv...like usual. There's only so many times I can watch reruns of LAw and Order: SVU so I was out of my mind. So after supper my dad plopped on the other couch and CHuckie arrived. Chuckie is this four year old monster of a girl that my step mother Janice babysits and she's a piece of work. (I just got a craving for Taco Bell..weird and random I know) Ok so the kids were jumping up and down on the couch and I could not hear Law and Order: SVU so I was extremely annoyed.
SO the kids eventually went to bed and my dad was snoring on the couch beside me and so I watched Law and ORder until about 11 and then spent the New Years all alone by my lonesome. I woke my dad up at 11:59 as the ball was coming to a glowing stop and he grunted and saw it and then told me not to yell out and went back to sleep. So I got up and went to bed thinking, "I could be partying with gay men right now but no I'm by myself and I can't get to bed."
Since I couldn't go to bed I started pondering my various situations with people and bitterness instantly invaded my heart for I knew Kyle and Jen must of had a grand old time in Boston, damn them. So my resolution is to not have another sucky New Years Eve ever again because I've never had a good one, they all end up in tears...oh well. Yeah so then that shifted to thinking about the special someone in my heart and that just hurt me because I have to friggin wait a month before I am even allowed to do anything about it...why do I get myself into these situations? So I drifted into an uneasy sleep punctured by random dreams.
Then I woke up at 10:30 and ate...Hey sorry this is so long but I've kept my military silence in this house and my personality has to vent somehow because as I just said I've not been talking or expressing myself since I've gotten here. Ok so today I just lazed about and watched tv as usual. Then talked to Kyle for an hour and twenty minutes and about fourteen seconds. So that was fun because we are so funny together. Then at four I jumped in the shower and got dressed and went to a four year olds birthday party.
That was so not fun, just sat in a corner not talking and everyone gawking at me because of what I was wearing, they hadn't seen me in a year or so... I hate people. So now I'm supposed to be doing homework and this stupid slow computer doesn't have AIM so I can't talk to anyone! Ugh! Save me please!