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Oh man, I used to be addicted to this thing and now I only post when something is bad.... So here goes. Don't read it if you don't care, I just have to vent I guess. I guess I'd better not say that: "Don't read this if you don't care." Then no one will read it. But I guess that's okay, too...
I cannot stand living at home anymore. All I do is stay on the phone and talk to Carly, and all we do is get frustrated because of our families and cry all the time. And then I get yelled at for being on the phone all the time because I can't stand my family. And we have these friends, The Robinson's. (Zac, you remember Cindy and Jeff, the people we halped move) Well, they live in Sandy now, and call all the time. It's so goddamn annoying. I counted on our caller ID the other day. In 1 and a half hours, they called 11 times. And Cindy called 4 of those times looking for my mom, when my sister had TOLD HER to her face earlier in the day that my mom was at work until 11. And hey guess what? They are MOVING AGAIN. THEY ARE MOVING IN LESS THAN 2 MINUTES AWAY WALKING DISTANCE. THEY ARE MOVING ONTO OUR STREET, INTO OUR NEIGHBORHOOD. I can't stand them, if you want stories, just ask. I have a million. She is INSANE. Literally.
I've given up here. I cannot be int his house any more. It's not so bad yet, but my parents are expecting me to pay for everything now, but I can't get a job because I have no working car because my parents are expecting me to pay for it before I can drive it. They haven't had me pay for my own food YET, but everything else, even clothes most of the time. And my sisters get EVERYTHING they want, I sit back and watch. My mom today went out and bought fabric and sewed my sister curtains for the windows so no one can see in. And meanwhile, I've needed curtains/blinds longer, and I have stained yellow sheets tacked up over my windows. From my dead grandpa.
My mom and dad, I've realized, are some of the most selfish people i've met in my entire life. Carly has witnessed it herself, and said something to me about it. It's horrible how much they favor themselves over their kids. I love them, but I don't know how they can do that to all of us. They are always the first to get something: A toilet, a bathroom floor, a sink, a shower, DOORS on thier room. Everything.
I will stop ranting now, but I just can't stand this anymore. I've come so close to packing up and calling my aunt and uncle in sandy, I could easily live with them. I've come even closer to illegally taking my car over to Kari's, just to get away for an hour or two. And I've come even closer to giving up and not caring anymore.
_Drew
I cannot stand living at home anymore. All I do is stay on the phone and talk to Carly, and all we do is get frustrated because of our families and cry all the time. And then I get yelled at for being on the phone all the time because I can't stand my family. And we have these friends, The Robinson's. (Zac, you remember Cindy and Jeff, the people we halped move) Well, they live in Sandy now, and call all the time. It's so goddamn annoying. I counted on our caller ID the other day. In 1 and a half hours, they called 11 times. And Cindy called 4 of those times looking for my mom, when my sister had TOLD HER to her face earlier in the day that my mom was at work until 11. And hey guess what? They are MOVING AGAIN. THEY ARE MOVING IN LESS THAN 2 MINUTES AWAY WALKING DISTANCE. THEY ARE MOVING ONTO OUR STREET, INTO OUR NEIGHBORHOOD. I can't stand them, if you want stories, just ask. I have a million. She is INSANE. Literally.
I've given up here. I cannot be int his house any more. It's not so bad yet, but my parents are expecting me to pay for everything now, but I can't get a job because I have no working car because my parents are expecting me to pay for it before I can drive it. They haven't had me pay for my own food YET, but everything else, even clothes most of the time. And my sisters get EVERYTHING they want, I sit back and watch. My mom today went out and bought fabric and sewed my sister curtains for the windows so no one can see in. And meanwhile, I've needed curtains/blinds longer, and I have stained yellow sheets tacked up over my windows. From my dead grandpa.
My mom and dad, I've realized, are some of the most selfish people i've met in my entire life. Carly has witnessed it herself, and said something to me about it. It's horrible how much they favor themselves over their kids. I love them, but I don't know how they can do that to all of us. They are always the first to get something: A toilet, a bathroom floor, a sink, a shower, DOORS on thier room. Everything.
I will stop ranting now, but I just can't stand this anymore. I've come so close to packing up and calling my aunt and uncle in sandy, I could easily live with them. I've come even closer to illegally taking my car over to Kari's, just to get away for an hour or two. And I've come even closer to giving up and not caring anymore.
_Drew