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Mon, Dec 28,2009
Current mood: angry
What the hell kind of person talks shit on someone else's family members that they've never met or will meet because 1 of them is dead. Seriously WTFH! My step mom has the nerve to talk trash on my grandfather (who died a few months ago) as if she knew the man. She only knows crap my step grandmother has told her. She said he was nasty to her, he yelled and was mean.... o.0 Ok I've met the man and when I met him his wife @ the time had Alzheimer’s and she was nasty. I was 13 @ the time, so I didn't understand
she was sick and couldn't help her behavior. Well guess what, when my grandfather died he had Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s so it's not like he was a bundle of joy to be around. Anyone who understood those diseases or bothered to read up on them would understand that. But Noooo my step mom is just going by what my step grandmother told her. She claims that he was "sick" when they got married and he never told her he was sick so she's been under the impression that he just married her for $$$. They got married on Valentine's Day about 3 yrs ago. How cute.... So after his death before his funeral I guess my Uncle (dad's bro) and step grandma had a tiff and disagreement about something
regarding the will and now he's considered to be an asshole. Again my step mom has only heard that he's an asshole because step grandma and my dad say so. She apparently cherishes and thinks highly of step grandmothers opinion and believes what my dad tells her. I told her my Uncle could be upset for a # of reasons and he probably didn't react to the situation in a calm manor or respectable way. That DOESN'T make him an asshole forever. It just means at that time he wasn't exactly nice. She's never met these people but is SOOOO into someone else's opinion about them that she doesn't stop to THINK about how all this negative talk about my family could be making me feel. I met both my grandfather and uncle when I was 13yrs old, my dad and I spent 1/2 a summer on the east coast with them. I think I would know if they were assholes or not, which their not.
I asked her not to talk trash on my family that she's never met and to think about someone other than her self for once and THINK about how that would make me feel. She rolled her eyes and waved her hand and said she didn't care and she just wanted me to shut up. She told me to go to my room like I was a child who was in trouble for back talking. Just by her rolling eyes and waving had response got my blood to boil. I was pissed and started to get loud with her, she told me I was bitching and yelling and I told her I didn't care she was being a bitch and it was totally disrespectful to continue doing something like trash talking family members in front of someone who is part of the family that they are talking shit on.
Somehow the subject was changed into why I was here and how much I help her and when I help her. I told her every time I'm here I try to help her better her diet (she's always complaining about how over weight she is (which she is) & wonders y she's so over weight) U can't eat candy bars and ice cream and expect to get better for colds and stop throwing up..... Seriously... today's excuse for eating a Reece's... there's peanut butter in it and peanut butter is protein and I haven't been keeping my food down lately (which is bullshit). Also the last time I was here she was being TOTALLY over medicated and she was pissed that she couldn't be in control of her meds anymore. Example: She'd take her 4pm meds and 30 min later she would think it was time to take her 10pm meds and actually argue about what time it was and when she took them last and she felt like she was being treated like a little kid because she had to have her meds handed to her in a little cup and she couldn't just pour them out of the bottle herself "like a big girl".
While I was explaining all that to her she would interrupt me and scream "How often are you hear! How often are you hear!" I told her regardless off how often or not as often as she may like that I'm there she DOESN'T REMEMBER! Then she got this crazed serious look on her face and yelled, "Are you that STUPID that you don't know what a head injury is? You didn't even graduate High School, you're a high school drop out." (which I'm not) THAT! set me over the edge! In a calm voice for the next few words, I was like "for real" I didn't graduate high school are u serious... I did thanks she was like oh that's right you went to a special school and passed with all D's. Which is funny... cuz Guajome Park Academy ISN'T a "special" school it's a charter school and I passed with all A's. (dumb bitch) I just never got my AA @ Palomar, I have gone to Trade School's though and passed. So being called stupid and told that I never finished High School became the last stray for me. I was SOOO angry then I almost threw my coffee cup @ her face. Instead I got up and almost smashed it in the sink too. I put it down and told her I couldn't believe she was being such a stupid ass bitch cunt (she hates being called a cunt, thinks it's an "ugly" word. ugly like the N word) (sorry 4 everyone I may have just offended there) and went to my room called my dad crying and told him I wanted to go home. He said he was almost home and we would talk. I don't know what she said to him when he got home but she went to her room and he talked to me and apologized and said he'll never ask me to do this again and that if I still want to go home tomorrow he'll fly me home. It's not fair for him to have to take time off work to take her fat ass to the Dr. I know the more time he misses @ work the more he's @ risk for loosing his job (because of her) and then they'd both be screwed. So if I stay I'm staying for my dad, because I love him and don't want him to have to go through more shit because of her he has to deal with her enough as it is. This is a small house, there's not much "away" space.
*Deep Breath*
WOW just WOW... she's being REALLY mean... she called me a slut, she asked my dad to ask me how many guys I've slept with by now. She doesn't want me here and if he wants to visit with me he should take me to Disneyland (like she has a say in whether I come up here or not) HA!No. I know she's going to talk to my step grandma about this "incident" like she's the victim and I yelled @ her (which I did yell cuz I was upset) she yelled to. She's really not into being yelled at. Like it scares the crap out of her or she feels extra threatened by not soft mellow voices. Who the hell "yells" with a soft mellow voice.... I don't know. I'm sure by the time I leave if it's in 2 weeks she'll forget how much of a bitch she's been. Just like she forgot how suicidal she was on Halloween and how much of a bitch she was when I was here for my dad when he had knee surgery.
I theorize that maybe she's being a bitch towards me because she's upset that I don't visit a million times a yr like I did when they lived in So Cal and it was only an hr tops to get to Dad's house to visit. Not 2hrs to the airport n 2hrs from the airport to the house and then being in the mountains for 5 weeks while Dad worked 1/2 the weeks and no friends or place to go while he was @ work. Being stuck @ the house with Ms. Medicated Sleeps A lot. So even if I had friends that I'd see twice a yr if that I'd have no way to get to them, it's not like she'd ever be awake long enough to drive anywhere. I got used to being
self sufficient @ entertaining myself @ a young age. Thank god for IMAGINATION!!! Active Imagination keeps u sane. I wanted friends up here but realized that I'd probably never see them, when my trips up here became shorter and shorter. Like when I started High School I couldn't come up as much because I was looking for a part time job or had school projects to do. Don't get me wrong I still came up here it just wasn't always for months at a time. Plus my dad's a protective father of his daughter, I'm sure he'd want to know where I was 24/7 if I was out with friends somewhere up here. So it's no biggie... it's just times like this that I wish I had a friend's house to run away to for the night or a few hours. As soon as my dad got home I wanted to leave, go for a walk or a drive, it's
dark and freezing outside so I can't walk far and I risk getting lost if I go for a drive.
*sigh*
I should have gone out anyways I've got a head ache now from all this.
She went to "bed" for a little bit but is now awake and keeping my dad up while he's trying to go to sleep. Lovely, the bedrooms are basically next to each other, my closet is their front wall and the doors to both rooms open diagonally across from each other, and with both of them open a crack u can hear everything perfectly (the doors are open a crack to let warm air from the fireplace in)
I'm gunna drown in my fictional world of books. Have a good night.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Alright so the Monster-in-law appologized for her lil out rage the other day and said that she was that way because she was afraid. Because the Dr./DMV took her license away and she's "house bound" and she's apparently not ok with that. Which is NO excuse for being crazy and rediculiously rude like she was. She's convinced she'll be getting it back sometime soon, as long as the Dr.'s figure out what seizure medicine to give her to control her seizures. The thing is they don't usually give licenses back to seizure patients who have had head injuries that most likely were the cause of the seizure to begin with. Unless miraculiously they find 1 for her and it "works" I doubt she'll be allowed to drive again. Which is going to piss her the hell off. I don't see how it matters much anyways, she never goes anywhere. I've been her for a month before and she NEVER once drove anywhere, she always made my dad bring her home things and never felt "good enough" to get out of bed and go anywhere. I suppose she felt good and "incontrol" knowing she had the option to drive and now that she legally can't drive she feels helpless and ultra depressed.
*sigh*
Joy... I'm sure there will be more episodes like the one the other day to come.
On another note, it's 40 degrees outside and "supposedly" going to snow. The weather said last night that it should be snowing today. I have yet to see it start to snow. It is however cold, foggy, misty and dark (for day time) so we'll see what happens. I take pictures while I walk the dog,I'll upload them soon. My dad's dog's cute with snow, he tries to catch snowballs and eats the snow a little when you throw it for him like a tennis ball. Very cute. :D Speaking of which I need to take him out for our morning outing/walk it's just super wet and cold outside and my poor body hasn't gotten used to this climate change or expunged all the nasty air I acquired from the airplane. *yuck* recycled air *shudders*
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
lovely...
Current mood: blustery
So it looks like my trip up here is going to be longer than planned. :( My Dad springs on me today if I can stay till the 1rst week of Febuary and then after talking about it he says, to be honest I can use your help all through Febuary as well. 2 months.... so it's looking like he's getting the 3months he asked of me originally after all. I told him we'll see. I'm still coming home on the 10th till @least the 17th. I need to find coverage for everything I do down there, if that's even possible. I was offered a caregiver job before I left, I don't know what's happening with that and I REALLY don't want to miss out on that oportunity, because I like the family and I'd be more than happy to help them. If my dad and monster in law didn't live so FAR away it would be different for them too, I could help them both out, but since they don't....
I can't be @ 2 or more places @ once like I need to be. I need clones!
Current mood: angry
What the hell kind of person talks shit on someone else's family members that they've never met or will meet because 1 of them is dead. Seriously WTFH! My step mom has the nerve to talk trash on my grandfather (who died a few months ago) as if she knew the man. She only knows crap my step grandmother has told her. She said he was nasty to her, he yelled and was mean.... o.0 Ok I've met the man and when I met him his wife @ the time had Alzheimer’s and she was nasty. I was 13 @ the time, so I didn't understand
she was sick and couldn't help her behavior. Well guess what, when my grandfather died he had Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s so it's not like he was a bundle of joy to be around. Anyone who understood those diseases or bothered to read up on them would understand that. But Noooo my step mom is just going by what my step grandmother told her. She claims that he was "sick" when they got married and he never told her he was sick so she's been under the impression that he just married her for $$$. They got married on Valentine's Day about 3 yrs ago. How cute.... So after his death before his funeral I guess my Uncle (dad's bro) and step grandma had a tiff and disagreement about something
regarding the will and now he's considered to be an asshole. Again my step mom has only heard that he's an asshole because step grandma and my dad say so. She apparently cherishes and thinks highly of step grandmothers opinion and believes what my dad tells her. I told her my Uncle could be upset for a # of reasons and he probably didn't react to the situation in a calm manor or respectable way. That DOESN'T make him an asshole forever. It just means at that time he wasn't exactly nice. She's never met these people but is SOOOO into someone else's opinion about them that she doesn't stop to THINK about how all this negative talk about my family could be making me feel. I met both my grandfather and uncle when I was 13yrs old, my dad and I spent 1/2 a summer on the east coast with them. I think I would know if they were assholes or not, which their not.
I asked her not to talk trash on my family that she's never met and to think about someone other than her self for once and THINK about how that would make me feel. She rolled her eyes and waved her hand and said she didn't care and she just wanted me to shut up. She told me to go to my room like I was a child who was in trouble for back talking. Just by her rolling eyes and waving had response got my blood to boil. I was pissed and started to get loud with her, she told me I was bitching and yelling and I told her I didn't care she was being a bitch and it was totally disrespectful to continue doing something like trash talking family members in front of someone who is part of the family that they are talking shit on.
Somehow the subject was changed into why I was here and how much I help her and when I help her. I told her every time I'm here I try to help her better her diet (she's always complaining about how over weight she is (which she is) & wonders y she's so over weight) U can't eat candy bars and ice cream and expect to get better for colds and stop throwing up..... Seriously... today's excuse for eating a Reece's... there's peanut butter in it and peanut butter is protein and I haven't been keeping my food down lately (which is bullshit). Also the last time I was here she was being TOTALLY over medicated and she was pissed that she couldn't be in control of her meds anymore. Example: She'd take her 4pm meds and 30 min later she would think it was time to take her 10pm meds and actually argue about what time it was and when she took them last and she felt like she was being treated like a little kid because she had to have her meds handed to her in a little cup and she couldn't just pour them out of the bottle herself "like a big girl".
While I was explaining all that to her she would interrupt me and scream "How often are you hear! How often are you hear!" I told her regardless off how often or not as often as she may like that I'm there she DOESN'T REMEMBER! Then she got this crazed serious look on her face and yelled, "Are you that STUPID that you don't know what a head injury is? You didn't even graduate High School, you're a high school drop out." (which I'm not) THAT! set me over the edge! In a calm voice for the next few words, I was like "for real" I didn't graduate high school are u serious... I did thanks she was like oh that's right you went to a special school and passed with all D's. Which is funny... cuz Guajome Park Academy ISN'T a "special" school it's a charter school and I passed with all A's. (dumb bitch) I just never got my AA @ Palomar, I have gone to Trade School's though and passed. So being called stupid and told that I never finished High School became the last stray for me. I was SOOO angry then I almost threw my coffee cup @ her face. Instead I got up and almost smashed it in the sink too. I put it down and told her I couldn't believe she was being such a stupid ass bitch cunt (she hates being called a cunt, thinks it's an "ugly" word. ugly like the N word) (sorry 4 everyone I may have just offended there) and went to my room called my dad crying and told him I wanted to go home. He said he was almost home and we would talk. I don't know what she said to him when he got home but she went to her room and he talked to me and apologized and said he'll never ask me to do this again and that if I still want to go home tomorrow he'll fly me home. It's not fair for him to have to take time off work to take her fat ass to the Dr. I know the more time he misses @ work the more he's @ risk for loosing his job (because of her) and then they'd both be screwed. So if I stay I'm staying for my dad, because I love him and don't want him to have to go through more shit because of her he has to deal with her enough as it is. This is a small house, there's not much "away" space.
*Deep Breath*
WOW just WOW... she's being REALLY mean... she called me a slut, she asked my dad to ask me how many guys I've slept with by now. She doesn't want me here and if he wants to visit with me he should take me to Disneyland (like she has a say in whether I come up here or not) HA!No. I know she's going to talk to my step grandma about this "incident" like she's the victim and I yelled @ her (which I did yell cuz I was upset) she yelled to. She's really not into being yelled at. Like it scares the crap out of her or she feels extra threatened by not soft mellow voices. Who the hell "yells" with a soft mellow voice.... I don't know. I'm sure by the time I leave if it's in 2 weeks she'll forget how much of a bitch she's been. Just like she forgot how suicidal she was on Halloween and how much of a bitch she was when I was here for my dad when he had knee surgery.
I theorize that maybe she's being a bitch towards me because she's upset that I don't visit a million times a yr like I did when they lived in So Cal and it was only an hr tops to get to Dad's house to visit. Not 2hrs to the airport n 2hrs from the airport to the house and then being in the mountains for 5 weeks while Dad worked 1/2 the weeks and no friends or place to go while he was @ work. Being stuck @ the house with Ms. Medicated Sleeps A lot. So even if I had friends that I'd see twice a yr if that I'd have no way to get to them, it's not like she'd ever be awake long enough to drive anywhere. I got used to being
self sufficient @ entertaining myself @ a young age. Thank god for IMAGINATION!!! Active Imagination keeps u sane. I wanted friends up here but realized that I'd probably never see them, when my trips up here became shorter and shorter. Like when I started High School I couldn't come up as much because I was looking for a part time job or had school projects to do. Don't get me wrong I still came up here it just wasn't always for months at a time. Plus my dad's a protective father of his daughter, I'm sure he'd want to know where I was 24/7 if I was out with friends somewhere up here. So it's no biggie... it's just times like this that I wish I had a friend's house to run away to for the night or a few hours. As soon as my dad got home I wanted to leave, go for a walk or a drive, it's
dark and freezing outside so I can't walk far and I risk getting lost if I go for a drive.
*sigh*
I should have gone out anyways I've got a head ache now from all this.
She went to "bed" for a little bit but is now awake and keeping my dad up while he's trying to go to sleep. Lovely, the bedrooms are basically next to each other, my closet is their front wall and the doors to both rooms open diagonally across from each other, and with both of them open a crack u can hear everything perfectly (the doors are open a crack to let warm air from the fireplace in)
I'm gunna drown in my fictional world of books. Have a good night.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Alright so the Monster-in-law appologized for her lil out rage the other day and said that she was that way because she was afraid. Because the Dr./DMV took her license away and she's "house bound" and she's apparently not ok with that. Which is NO excuse for being crazy and rediculiously rude like she was. She's convinced she'll be getting it back sometime soon, as long as the Dr.'s figure out what seizure medicine to give her to control her seizures. The thing is they don't usually give licenses back to seizure patients who have had head injuries that most likely were the cause of the seizure to begin with. Unless miraculiously they find 1 for her and it "works" I doubt she'll be allowed to drive again. Which is going to piss her the hell off. I don't see how it matters much anyways, she never goes anywhere. I've been her for a month before and she NEVER once drove anywhere, she always made my dad bring her home things and never felt "good enough" to get out of bed and go anywhere. I suppose she felt good and "incontrol" knowing she had the option to drive and now that she legally can't drive she feels helpless and ultra depressed.
*sigh*
Joy... I'm sure there will be more episodes like the one the other day to come.
On another note, it's 40 degrees outside and "supposedly" going to snow. The weather said last night that it should be snowing today. I have yet to see it start to snow. It is however cold, foggy, misty and dark (for day time) so we'll see what happens. I take pictures while I walk the dog,I'll upload them soon. My dad's dog's cute with snow, he tries to catch snowballs and eats the snow a little when you throw it for him like a tennis ball. Very cute. :D Speaking of which I need to take him out for our morning outing/walk it's just super wet and cold outside and my poor body hasn't gotten used to this climate change or expunged all the nasty air I acquired from the airplane. *yuck* recycled air *shudders*
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
lovely...
Current mood: blustery
So it looks like my trip up here is going to be longer than planned. :( My Dad springs on me today if I can stay till the 1rst week of Febuary and then after talking about it he says, to be honest I can use your help all through Febuary as well. 2 months.... so it's looking like he's getting the 3months he asked of me originally after all. I told him we'll see. I'm still coming home on the 10th till @least the 17th. I need to find coverage for everything I do down there, if that's even possible. I was offered a caregiver job before I left, I don't know what's happening with that and I REALLY don't want to miss out on that oportunity, because I like the family and I'd be more than happy to help them. If my dad and monster in law didn't live so FAR away it would be different for them too, I could help them both out, but since they don't....
I can't be @ 2 or more places @ once like I need to be. I need clones!