Livid
Dear Journal,
Hey I did it...I used Dear Journal for once even though I'm not really talking to a journal...I feel so special, not. Okay sorry, just had to distract myself for a moment. Frankly I'm sick and tired of mom trying to run my life and this case straight into the ground. I'm sick of having to balance too much crap and receiving it from more than one person at the same damn time.
Wednesday night, I go in and we don't have a freezer....At McDonalds no less. Our freezer is a semi in the back parking lot. And we can't go outside during overnight. :( So we had to get everything we needed and stick it in the fridge. Then to make things worse Ed doesn't do his dishes at all trying to protest 2nd shift not doing them. I called mom to tell her tonight was going to be bad so DON'T give me anything to do because I will crash. So later I get his spot so he can do dishes and I see a beer can in the trash....Which will look like the 19 year old got drunk ON SHIFT, which they can fire you for, if not report you to the cops....So once 5 o'clock rolled around I had to embarrass myself to Lisa (another manager) and confess it was there. She tells me to get rid of it so I empty all the trashes in the place to make it look ya know natural. Lisa asked Ed about it later and he said something along the lines of "I'd offer you some but they were all out." She said "Not even funny" and Ed didn't care, not even the slightest little bit. But atleast I'm still employed and not being arrested just yet.
But continuing on rant, my mom picks me up and the first thing she does is bitch.I come home after doing practically Ed's and my job and the first thing out of her mouth is I just want 5 minutes....:( I don't care if you wanted 10 seconds...You violated the entire principle woman. I did it after waking up on Friday because Thursday I slept for ohhhhhhh 12 hours because I was too stinkin tired to really uhm, care. Thursday I got up at Seven bed at 12/1 slept til 6 or 7 took care of financial aid and then started to rant after chatting a bit.
But of course on the way here mom and sis decide I'm 12 and I need a lecture on "responsibility" GIVE ME A BREAK! :( I'm not 12 and I know I have responsibilities. The whole thing was them ranting how I let them down and just threatening to take away the tuition check. And the thing is I don't care...They can have their money they can have their stupid serve me now or I will threaten you attitude, because I'm done with that. Things got done when they were nice. Once again I had to say yes to shut them up so they'd move on, but I know some of it is their fault. But no...In their rants it's all mine...And they're like I'll be more forward if I need help....That's not the BLOODY POINT! And yes I've turned English who cares, it works. I've decided since they want to threaten me that's totally fine, they didn't want to support me going in a dorm anyway, wish they would have said it a long time ago instead of leading me on but that's fine. Mom said she didn't work well under threat by intimidation and that's what she's doing.
And by the way, she went to bat for herself...Not for me. She wants us to have financial aid cover everything instead of actually having to deal with it. She already got books and now she's got tuition. I hope she's happy and sis gets the darn cards that are probably work a couple hundred. **sigh** Oh well....they don't want me here and I can get the hint. I'm a lazy no good crappy ass who gets tired after 8 hours of work. I don't need that so....Whatever. I'm tired of dealing with their crap. They can bitch day after day after day and not expect me to be mad, but when I am oh no "Calm down"...When it's your intention to be a pain in my *ahem* as my sis pointed out so dilligently, I am not going to sit there and uhm take it. Mom's was to threaten tuition sis's was to be a pain in the ass since she can't do much else. So in 40 days I'll be gone...
Once I hear from housing. And oh yeah, I'll be able to switch to ADA too since I won't ever log in on a computer that requires housing again. And if Marion ever looks over here, which no doubt she'll be referred, let me know. :-D I'd be glad to show her the rants that have accumulated...I have yet to post my Dear Mom letters, but if she cares enough to see what Mom is doing to her, then that's fine, I'll actually post them so the world understands.
So in about 40 days I'll have my own place...I've got up to Christmas solid sooo....:$ I still have to talk with people about Christmas break but we'll see if they'd be willing to take me in a bit...I can do this without my folks...They just want to make me think I can't so I bow to all their demands. Sorry guys!
And wow...I'm done ranting for now...P.S. You have to be a friend to reply and the entries will be deleted if anything I feel should not be on here is posted. ;)
Hey I did it...I used Dear Journal for once even though I'm not really talking to a journal...I feel so special, not. Okay sorry, just had to distract myself for a moment. Frankly I'm sick and tired of mom trying to run my life and this case straight into the ground. I'm sick of having to balance too much crap and receiving it from more than one person at the same damn time.
Wednesday night, I go in and we don't have a freezer....At McDonalds no less. Our freezer is a semi in the back parking lot. And we can't go outside during overnight. :( So we had to get everything we needed and stick it in the fridge. Then to make things worse Ed doesn't do his dishes at all trying to protest 2nd shift not doing them. I called mom to tell her tonight was going to be bad so DON'T give me anything to do because I will crash. So later I get his spot so he can do dishes and I see a beer can in the trash....Which will look like the 19 year old got drunk ON SHIFT, which they can fire you for, if not report you to the cops....So once 5 o'clock rolled around I had to embarrass myself to Lisa (another manager) and confess it was there. She tells me to get rid of it so I empty all the trashes in the place to make it look ya know natural. Lisa asked Ed about it later and he said something along the lines of "I'd offer you some but they were all out." She said "Not even funny" and Ed didn't care, not even the slightest little bit. But atleast I'm still employed and not being arrested just yet.
But continuing on rant, my mom picks me up and the first thing she does is bitch.I come home after doing practically Ed's and my job and the first thing out of her mouth is I just want 5 minutes....:( I don't care if you wanted 10 seconds...You violated the entire principle woman. I did it after waking up on Friday because Thursday I slept for ohhhhhhh 12 hours because I was too stinkin tired to really uhm, care. Thursday I got up at Seven bed at 12/1 slept til 6 or 7 took care of financial aid and then started to rant after chatting a bit.
But of course on the way here mom and sis decide I'm 12 and I need a lecture on "responsibility" GIVE ME A BREAK! :( I'm not 12 and I know I have responsibilities. The whole thing was them ranting how I let them down and just threatening to take away the tuition check. And the thing is I don't care...They can have their money they can have their stupid serve me now or I will threaten you attitude, because I'm done with that. Things got done when they were nice. Once again I had to say yes to shut them up so they'd move on, but I know some of it is their fault. But no...In their rants it's all mine...And they're like I'll be more forward if I need help....That's not the BLOODY POINT! And yes I've turned English who cares, it works. I've decided since they want to threaten me that's totally fine, they didn't want to support me going in a dorm anyway, wish they would have said it a long time ago instead of leading me on but that's fine. Mom said she didn't work well under threat by intimidation and that's what she's doing.
And by the way, she went to bat for herself...Not for me. She wants us to have financial aid cover everything instead of actually having to deal with it. She already got books and now she's got tuition. I hope she's happy and sis gets the darn cards that are probably work a couple hundred. **sigh** Oh well....they don't want me here and I can get the hint. I'm a lazy no good crappy ass who gets tired after 8 hours of work. I don't need that so....Whatever. I'm tired of dealing with their crap. They can bitch day after day after day and not expect me to be mad, but when I am oh no "Calm down"...When it's your intention to be a pain in my *ahem* as my sis pointed out so dilligently, I am not going to sit there and uhm take it. Mom's was to threaten tuition sis's was to be a pain in the ass since she can't do much else. So in 40 days I'll be gone...
Once I hear from housing. And oh yeah, I'll be able to switch to ADA too since I won't ever log in on a computer that requires housing again. And if Marion ever looks over here, which no doubt she'll be referred, let me know. :-D I'd be glad to show her the rants that have accumulated...I have yet to post my Dear Mom letters, but if she cares enough to see what Mom is doing to her, then that's fine, I'll actually post them so the world understands.
So in about 40 days I'll have my own place...I've got up to Christmas solid sooo....:$ I still have to talk with people about Christmas break but we'll see if they'd be willing to take me in a bit...I can do this without my folks...They just want to make me think I can't so I bow to all their demands. Sorry guys!
And wow...I'm done ranting for now...P.S. You have to be a friend to reply and the entries will be deleted if anything I feel should not be on here is posted. ;)