What the Crap?! >.
Okay. I'm about 3 months away from turning 18. I have my license, I've been driving myself a lot more, my parents are starting to trust me a lot. So why is it that when they're in Chicago, they feel the need to get me a babysitter? They left on Thursday and left me home with my Aunt Denise who has done nothing but nag, bitch, eat, sleep, and go to the bathroom......let alone bleed all over my bed. She has this way of thinking that she can just string her panties in the bathroom as if it's her own house. I am now afraid to use my own bathroom and have started avoiding it and using my parents' even though it selectively works and is a lot smaller. Not only that, but she uses my bathroom to go to the bathroom and it seems like something dies in her every day and it's really gross to smell. It's even starting to make my bedroom smell bad.
When she doesn't wash her panties in the sink, she makes me throw in a load of wash even if we don't have enough whites and I tell her that and she abruptly responds "I need them....put it on the lowest setting, it'll work"....PS, Aunt Denise, last time we tried that, the washing machine died. So I had to wash towels that might have been clean, I'm not really sure. All because she wanted her panties. What the crap....
She also gives her opinions against everything....for example my homecoming dress. She got mad at me because I didn't want to press the seam because I thought it looked cool. She said she didn't like my Kami outfit because of the spikes and that I shouldn't wear them. Is there a law anywhere that says Jenn Noonan cannot wear spikes? Wanna tell her there isn't? If it were up to her, girls would still be wearing long skirts and thick shirts that are heavy and don't reveal any skin at all.
And this morning, I was washing my hair to get ready for the game that I have to go to and she was in the bathroom so I couldn't shower, so I decided, I'm clean, I'll just wash my hair. So I started washing it in the kitchen sink while listening to a CD on the stereo. I get to my favorite part of the second song when all of a sudden the TV gets turned up really loud and there's screaming. Not realizing that my aunt would rather watch something else, I whipped my head up, got water all over the kitchen from it, and noticed that it was the TV. I then went back to washing my hair.
I feel that now that my parents are letting me drive alone and stuff, that maybe they'd trust me to stay alone? But no. I'd be happy if it were Aunt Linda or any of my mom's other sisters here. But no. I have to be stuck with the Aunt who does nothing but praise my brother and that son of a bitch that I am forced to call my cousin because we're genetically bound to it. If her family is so amazing, why doesn't she just stay with them? I don't want her here, she gets on my nerves. She nags about my friends, about the fact that I listen to music when I drive, the shows and movies I watch, hell she even nags about the JRock I listen to and how I say the names of the characters on the flashcards I'm reading for Japanese. This is utter BS, children. Thank god my parents are coming home tomorrow and before they do, I'll be at school. Praise the goddess, I'll be free again! Assuming she goes home on Tuesday.....please, oh please Karma Bus leave me alone, I didn't do anything to you!
When she doesn't wash her panties in the sink, she makes me throw in a load of wash even if we don't have enough whites and I tell her that and she abruptly responds "I need them....put it on the lowest setting, it'll work"....PS, Aunt Denise, last time we tried that, the washing machine died. So I had to wash towels that might have been clean, I'm not really sure. All because she wanted her panties. What the crap....
She also gives her opinions against everything....for example my homecoming dress. She got mad at me because I didn't want to press the seam because I thought it looked cool. She said she didn't like my Kami outfit because of the spikes and that I shouldn't wear them. Is there a law anywhere that says Jenn Noonan cannot wear spikes? Wanna tell her there isn't? If it were up to her, girls would still be wearing long skirts and thick shirts that are heavy and don't reveal any skin at all.
And this morning, I was washing my hair to get ready for the game that I have to go to and she was in the bathroom so I couldn't shower, so I decided, I'm clean, I'll just wash my hair. So I started washing it in the kitchen sink while listening to a CD on the stereo. I get to my favorite part of the second song when all of a sudden the TV gets turned up really loud and there's screaming. Not realizing that my aunt would rather watch something else, I whipped my head up, got water all over the kitchen from it, and noticed that it was the TV. I then went back to washing my hair.
I feel that now that my parents are letting me drive alone and stuff, that maybe they'd trust me to stay alone? But no. I'd be happy if it were Aunt Linda or any of my mom's other sisters here. But no. I have to be stuck with the Aunt who does nothing but praise my brother and that son of a bitch that I am forced to call my cousin because we're genetically bound to it. If her family is so amazing, why doesn't she just stay with them? I don't want her here, she gets on my nerves. She nags about my friends, about the fact that I listen to music when I drive, the shows and movies I watch, hell she even nags about the JRock I listen to and how I say the names of the characters on the flashcards I'm reading for Japanese. This is utter BS, children. Thank god my parents are coming home tomorrow and before they do, I'll be at school. Praise the goddess, I'll be free again! Assuming she goes home on Tuesday.....please, oh please Karma Bus leave me alone, I didn't do anything to you!