fuck this shit.
i am so glad that i only have 5 days left of school. i cannot deal with high school drama. every stupid fight is pitiful and pointless. why is there so much drama? it makes no sense. people need to chill the fuck out.
i am sick of getting bitched at for things i didnt do. ...you snuck out...bullshit...you said that once i was done cleaning i could go. ...you arent smart enough to go to college in another state...i am not about to set yuo up for failure...FUCK YOU ...you never do anything around here...bullshit...i am the only on that cleans, does the laundry, takes your other fucking daughter any where, i do every thing around here and i work. and i am getting a second job. FUCK YOU. ...you waste your money...bullshit...i pay for everything i have...clothes, food, gas, car repairs, phone bill, everythign that i want to do for fun is not allowed...i dont have any time for myself. you rarely help me with anything and when you do you act like it is some huge favor. but, you ARE my mom...you should do something for me?! whatever.
i have to much shit to deal with in my own life to deal with being bitched at for things that i am obviously joking about. i am done dealing with other peoples shit when it is not appreciated. time to deal with my own.
anyways...
working at my bullshit job from 4-10, then time to sleep.
sunday...work 12-8.
monday...look for another job for the summer.
::thinking about waitressing....where to go? olive garden or red lobster::
i am sick of getting bitched at for things i didnt do. ...you snuck out...bullshit...you said that once i was done cleaning i could go. ...you arent smart enough to go to college in another state...i am not about to set yuo up for failure...FUCK YOU ...you never do anything around here...bullshit...i am the only on that cleans, does the laundry, takes your other fucking daughter any where, i do every thing around here and i work. and i am getting a second job. FUCK YOU. ...you waste your money...bullshit...i pay for everything i have...clothes, food, gas, car repairs, phone bill, everythign that i want to do for fun is not allowed...i dont have any time for myself. you rarely help me with anything and when you do you act like it is some huge favor. but, you ARE my mom...you should do something for me?! whatever.
i have to much shit to deal with in my own life to deal with being bitched at for things that i am obviously joking about. i am done dealing with other peoples shit when it is not appreciated. time to deal with my own.
anyways...
working at my bullshit job from 4-10, then time to sleep.
sunday...work 12-8.
monday...look for another job for the summer.
::thinking about waitressing....where to go? olive garden or red lobster::