Blended families SUCK.
Wow, I haven't blogged on here for 75 weeks. Interesting! Hello again, Livejournal. =]
Anyhoo, I've been holding all of this inside, and I have to get it out.
I HATE my step family.
(Except for my step brother. He's pretty kickass.)
God. Where do I begin? I guess I'll start with my step dad. Ugh. Let me paint a picture for you of him. He's about 45, has a huge beer belly, hairy as Chewbacca, obsessed with NASCAR and Country music, and thinks he's the greatest thing since sliced bread. All in all, my step dad is a total asshat. Like, holy fuck. I'll give you a few examples of his asshat acts as of late.
Today, I was mass texting my step brother as a joke (we both have unlimited texting, so, what the fuck does it matter on the amount I'm sending?). Anyway, we started laughing about it (probably because I sent my stepbrother over 10 texts, all saying "FAGGOT", lulz). My step dad then proceeded to ask what I had done, and after I told him, he said, "You better not do that again." First of all, what kind of right does he think he have telling me what to do and what not to do? He's not my biological father. I don't have to listen to one thing he says. All I have to do is respect him. (Which is hard enough to do as it is.) Call it insensitive, but I think it's right on the money. I'll listen to my dad 100%, but that beer-bellied, NASCAR-obsessed prick doesn't have any influence on me! Not one bit!
When it comes to my dad, he's an honorable guy. He's done so much for this world. My dad served in the Air Force for 20 years and retired successfully. My dad is a member of Mensa (A.K.A. The National Genius Convention as I call it), he has held many successful jobs, has run countless marathons, and has won SO many awards that he doesn't have enough room to display them all. He's great. Yeah, he's a Republican (insert loud booing here), and he's too practical for his own good sometimes, but he's a great role model. He's a hero to me, and that's what matters. When it comes to my step dad, it's a totally different ballgame. He has a lame job (fuck, I'm not even sure what it is. All I know is that he helps make/distribute parts for car plants and shit. Oh joy, what fun?), was in the Air Force for a very short period of time (not to mention that he took up smoking during the time he was in so he could get breaks during Basic Training...fatass.), and oh yeah, did I mention he's obsessed with something that shouldn't even be considered a sport? (Fucking NASCAR shit, I swear...) That, and Country music. Ugh. My ears are bleeding thinking about it. He's such a mediocre guy. My mom picked a REAL winner...that's for sure.
Alright, so, during Christmas shopping, I couldn't think of anything to get my mom but Wii Fit. (No, I'm not calling her fat, she's been asking for it ever since it came out.) I never have been able to get her something she's really wanted because my paychecks have always sucked ass, so I really wanted to get her Wii Fit. I called my step dad to make sure he didn't get it yet, and he threw this fit like a huge baby in a soiled diaper saying "Oh, well, I was going to get her that, but I guess I'll have to find something else for her." Oh my god. Cry me a fucking river. He has more money than I do. He can actually afford to buy her more than I can. Plus, like I said before, I came out of her vagina. I'm a little more important. (I sound like a bitch, but it's true; you are supposed to put your kids first!).
Another prime example of my step dad's retardation. All Christmas morning he was just being a complete ass. I was trying to show my mom something on YouTube, and he just flat out yelled at me saying "You can show that to her later, it probably doesn't matter anyway." I really hate that he thinks he can yell at me. The fact that my mom doesn't ever stand up for me pisses me off as well. Just because you're married to the guy doesn't mean all of his opinions are right. I came out of her vagina, she should fucking stand up for me when she KNOWS that my step dad is wrong and/or out of line! Goddamn! One more thing about my step dad ruining Christmas. (I thought Christmas was supposed to be a joyous holiday, not a time to yell at everyone.) He was boasting that he had a shit ton of presents compared to everyone else.
My step dad thinks his kids are complete angels, and are God's perfect gift to the world. (Hah! Think again...) His daughter is absolutely ATROCIOUS. God. She's in 9th grade, is annoying as fuck, and is still obsessed with shit like Hannah Gaytana, IfuckingCarly, and Faglight. (If you didn't catch that, Hannah Montana, ICarly, and Twilight.) She wastes food like there's no tomorrow, her talking level is at about 160 decibles (which, by the way, is the volume level for instant perforation of an eardrum), and yeah, I could go on. But, I digress. His son isn't bad though. As I stated earlier, my step brother and I get along pretty well, minus some attributes he picked up from his dad (such as EXTREME stubbornness and being a dick way too often). My step brother and I only a month apart, which is pretty sweet. We're both hardcore musicians, and think quite alike as well. It's pretty sweet.
All and all, I really can't stand my step dad or my step sister, as you can probably already tell.
I really can't wait to move out.
Anyhoo, I've been holding all of this inside, and I have to get it out.
I HATE my step family.
(Except for my step brother. He's pretty kickass.)
God. Where do I begin? I guess I'll start with my step dad. Ugh. Let me paint a picture for you of him. He's about 45, has a huge beer belly, hairy as Chewbacca, obsessed with NASCAR and Country music, and thinks he's the greatest thing since sliced bread. All in all, my step dad is a total asshat. Like, holy fuck. I'll give you a few examples of his asshat acts as of late.
Today, I was mass texting my step brother as a joke (we both have unlimited texting, so, what the fuck does it matter on the amount I'm sending?). Anyway, we started laughing about it (probably because I sent my stepbrother over 10 texts, all saying "FAGGOT", lulz). My step dad then proceeded to ask what I had done, and after I told him, he said, "You better not do that again." First of all, what kind of right does he think he have telling me what to do and what not to do? He's not my biological father. I don't have to listen to one thing he says. All I have to do is respect him. (Which is hard enough to do as it is.) Call it insensitive, but I think it's right on the money. I'll listen to my dad 100%, but that beer-bellied, NASCAR-obsessed prick doesn't have any influence on me! Not one bit!
When it comes to my dad, he's an honorable guy. He's done so much for this world. My dad served in the Air Force for 20 years and retired successfully. My dad is a member of Mensa (A.K.A. The National Genius Convention as I call it), he has held many successful jobs, has run countless marathons, and has won SO many awards that he doesn't have enough room to display them all. He's great. Yeah, he's a Republican (insert loud booing here), and he's too practical for his own good sometimes, but he's a great role model. He's a hero to me, and that's what matters. When it comes to my step dad, it's a totally different ballgame. He has a lame job (fuck, I'm not even sure what it is. All I know is that he helps make/distribute parts for car plants and shit. Oh joy, what fun?), was in the Air Force for a very short period of time (not to mention that he took up smoking during the time he was in so he could get breaks during Basic Training...fatass.), and oh yeah, did I mention he's obsessed with something that shouldn't even be considered a sport? (Fucking NASCAR shit, I swear...) That, and Country music. Ugh. My ears are bleeding thinking about it. He's such a mediocre guy. My mom picked a REAL winner...that's for sure.
Alright, so, during Christmas shopping, I couldn't think of anything to get my mom but Wii Fit. (No, I'm not calling her fat, she's been asking for it ever since it came out.) I never have been able to get her something she's really wanted because my paychecks have always sucked ass, so I really wanted to get her Wii Fit. I called my step dad to make sure he didn't get it yet, and he threw this fit like a huge baby in a soiled diaper saying "Oh, well, I was going to get her that, but I guess I'll have to find something else for her." Oh my god. Cry me a fucking river. He has more money than I do. He can actually afford to buy her more than I can. Plus, like I said before, I came out of her vagina. I'm a little more important. (I sound like a bitch, but it's true; you are supposed to put your kids first!).
Another prime example of my step dad's retardation. All Christmas morning he was just being a complete ass. I was trying to show my mom something on YouTube, and he just flat out yelled at me saying "You can show that to her later, it probably doesn't matter anyway." I really hate that he thinks he can yell at me. The fact that my mom doesn't ever stand up for me pisses me off as well. Just because you're married to the guy doesn't mean all of his opinions are right. I came out of her vagina, she should fucking stand up for me when she KNOWS that my step dad is wrong and/or out of line! Goddamn! One more thing about my step dad ruining Christmas. (I thought Christmas was supposed to be a joyous holiday, not a time to yell at everyone.) He was boasting that he had a shit ton of presents compared to everyone else.
My step dad thinks his kids are complete angels, and are God's perfect gift to the world. (Hah! Think again...) His daughter is absolutely ATROCIOUS. God. She's in 9th grade, is annoying as fuck, and is still obsessed with shit like Hannah Gaytana, IfuckingCarly, and Faglight. (If you didn't catch that, Hannah Montana, ICarly, and Twilight.) She wastes food like there's no tomorrow, her talking level is at about 160 decibles (which, by the way, is the volume level for instant perforation of an eardrum), and yeah, I could go on. But, I digress. His son isn't bad though. As I stated earlier, my step brother and I get along pretty well, minus some attributes he picked up from his dad (such as EXTREME stubbornness and being a dick way too often). My step brother and I only a month apart, which is pretty sweet. We're both hardcore musicians, and think quite alike as well. It's pretty sweet.
All and all, I really can't stand my step dad or my step sister, as you can probably already tell.
I really can't wait to move out.