Love rhymes with pity now
I haven't felt this down for awhile. And the problem is, there is NOTHING I can do about it.
Today we went up to Boone to pick up my stepsister (who's in college at APP) and her roommate and then we went to cut down a Christmas tree. I guess the only benefit of that was that it was wayyyyy cheaper than regular. App is a good school, and usually I would consider it, except I just DON'T want to go there. Everyone and their mother and sister and stepsister and best friend and boyfriend, etc go there. Half of Weddington goes there. I just don't want to end up there with all the kids who I went to highschool with in the most cliche college available, besides UNCC and CPCC. The reason I'm going to college is to get away from all that shit. Seriously.
I hate how I can't say the word GOD in this household. What the hell?? If my stepmom hears me or anyone say the word god, as in, "OH MY GOD" she immediately corrects us saying "gosh," and then we have to say "gosh" as if that's what we meant to say all along. GOD. OH MY GOD. GODDAMMIT. I don't care. Kill me for god's sake. I just don't think she is ever going to understand that GOD and all items religious mean nothing to me. Whatever. I'm just eventually going to snap, and I know it, but I've kept it to myself long enough.
The one thing that's really killed me today is the fact that my lover is within a 15 minute drive, and he doesn't want to see me. Granted, I know he's with his best friend who he hasn't seen in less than a month (he lied, he saw him at the show 2 weeks ago), but I'm friends with him too, it would have been nice to at least see my darling for a least a minute. But no. I don't get a single second. Okay, whatever. Upset? Yes.
There are a lot of other things tied in with this particular certain person that are upsetting me lately as well. But I am not supposed to name them and I am supposed to just be a better person and get over it. Well, I haven't gotten over it yet. It's almost been a year and I still can't get over it. Shoot me.
I'm really just in too terrible of a mood to do anything.
Today we went up to Boone to pick up my stepsister (who's in college at APP) and her roommate and then we went to cut down a Christmas tree. I guess the only benefit of that was that it was wayyyyy cheaper than regular. App is a good school, and usually I would consider it, except I just DON'T want to go there. Everyone and their mother and sister and stepsister and best friend and boyfriend, etc go there. Half of Weddington goes there. I just don't want to end up there with all the kids who I went to highschool with in the most cliche college available, besides UNCC and CPCC. The reason I'm going to college is to get away from all that shit. Seriously.
I hate how I can't say the word GOD in this household. What the hell?? If my stepmom hears me or anyone say the word god, as in, "OH MY GOD" she immediately corrects us saying "gosh," and then we have to say "gosh" as if that's what we meant to say all along. GOD. OH MY GOD. GODDAMMIT. I don't care. Kill me for god's sake. I just don't think she is ever going to understand that GOD and all items religious mean nothing to me. Whatever. I'm just eventually going to snap, and I know it, but I've kept it to myself long enough.
The one thing that's really killed me today is the fact that my lover is within a 15 minute drive, and he doesn't want to see me. Granted, I know he's with his best friend who he hasn't seen in less than a month (he lied, he saw him at the show 2 weeks ago), but I'm friends with him too, it would have been nice to at least see my darling for a least a minute. But no. I don't get a single second. Okay, whatever. Upset? Yes.
There are a lot of other things tied in with this particular certain person that are upsetting me lately as well. But I am not supposed to name them and I am supposed to just be a better person and get over it. Well, I haven't gotten over it yet. It's almost been a year and I still can't get over it. Shoot me.
I'm really just in too terrible of a mood to do anything.