bitching about my family, as usual.
I am so fucking pissed right now. This all is just going to prove that I have the most DYSFUNCTIONAL set of parents ever. This weekend I was going to go to Tally Friday-Sunday to look at apmnt/campus housing/get real drunk. However, I have a HUGE anatomy and physiology exam on Tuesday and I figured I'd better stay home so I could study. Also, my brother Chris has YET ANOTHER fucking soccer tournament this weekend. SO my dad arranged a hotel for my mom, brothers, and sister to stay in from tonight until Sunday afternoon, just like he did for the Orlando tourn. two weeks ago...except he got 2 rooms, one for the guys and one for the girls since my parents should be, but aren't yet, divorced. Anyways...my dad isnt going to this tournament because he has like 2 papers for two national medical journals due and he needs to do the bills. So he's staying home. So this morning he tells me that I have to go with my mom to the tournament so I can 'help her out with everything' AKA hold her hand and make sure my brother gets to his games on time because my mom is my mom and she can't get anywhere on time. So he's trying to bribe me into going by saying 'you can bring your car and then you can go to that place you wanted to go to this weekend after you make sure mom knows where the games are and stuff. Didn't you want to do something in Tampa or Orlando this weekend?'. "No dad, that was LAST weekend. And you let me go, remember? This weekend was supposed to be Tallahassee so I could figure out where I'm living next year since neither of my parents have found time for me to go up there and look at the college I'm going to be at in 5 months and 2 weeks." 'Oh well don't worry, we're going to go up there and find you a great little place to live as soon as I can. I'll even pay for you and your mom to take a separate trip up there. I promise'. Yeah...cool. I'll see it when I believe it. Of course by the time they actually get around to 'finding time' for me it'll be too late to send a housing application in and I'll have to live off campus and live will suck because my dad isnt letting me take my car to college. Win? ANYWAYS, so then he's like 'oh, well since you can't go to tallahasse do you want to go shopping? here, here's some money'. Then he gives me $50 and is like "I really need you to go because you know your mother can't do it by herself"
SO I was paid $50 to babysit my entire family in Tampa for the weekend. I should've just fucking taken Chris to his tournament myself. I swear to God, it's like from 7am to 12 pm I'm a mom and then 1 pm to 6 pm i'm a student and then 7pm - 11pm I'm a hostess. WTF. I can't take it anymore. Everythign always depends on me. To make things better, my genius (kidding) brother doesnt pack his stuff up the night before and put it in my car because lastnight 'he didnt feel like it' so now my mom, brother, and sister are in PGI at my dad's house getting my brother's soccer shoes, shin guards, and 2 uniforms going COMPLETELY out of their way because my brother is a fucking dumbass. You mean to tell me that he couldn't of taken the time to pack those 6 things up lastnight and put them in his gym bag and take them to school or tell me to pack them. If he were my kid he wouldn't even be going to his tournament after that.
FUCK. I hate everything. I just want to be a fucking high schooler and go to my fucking school and do my f-ing homework and study for my f-ing tests. I HATE THIS. Seriously, what's everyone going to do when I go to college? DIE? Sit around and do nothing? All I want to do is stay home and watch movies with my dog. ALONE. And to make matters worse my ex is home for 5 days for spring break and I dont know what to do/I dont know what's going to happen in the future/I dont know if everything ever meant anything/I dont know shit. UGNGHGHEH%WQFSAFSA%#.