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Oh, the drama! So, I finally got ahold of Jon for the massive 20 seconds before it was decreed sleep time by my neighborhood. His parents are down with us getting a place when I move back. That takes a HUGE weight off my back as now I can say with certainty that I at least have a plan set up for the basics of life. On the other hand, my dad arrived last night and I assumed my mother had told him about my plans like she said she would so I could have a serious discussion with him in person after he got here. Well, that's what I get for relying on someone with the responsibility of a two year old...
Yeah, so he arrived last night asking me all sorts of questions like, "have you been reapplying anywhere" and "where would you and your sister like to move?" I just don't have it in me to tell him right now with this being basically his only respite from constant thinking about moving (I moved, then my parents sold the house, then they moved everything down to NC, then they bought a house, then my aunt decided to move in with them...bleh) in months. So, I decided to keep tight lipped about the subject until his vacation is at least over. I'm gonna be in huge trouble for not telling him while he was here, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there. Oh, and my sister decided to make snide comments about me being a failure and not doing anything all day all last night at dinner (calling me faily, saying that at least she could hold a job, etc). Classy. Yes, nevermind the fact that my parents pay her rent, I pay for everything of mine on my own, and I take care of the entire house (bills, cleaning, food, etc) because "she's too busy." I don't mind taking care of those things as they're beyond her control, but I'll be damned if I'll do it and be treated like shit.
Gah, my life is a pile of shit and what I've said here is only the crown.
Yeah, so he arrived last night asking me all sorts of questions like, "have you been reapplying anywhere" and "where would you and your sister like to move?" I just don't have it in me to tell him right now with this being basically his only respite from constant thinking about moving (I moved, then my parents sold the house, then they moved everything down to NC, then they bought a house, then my aunt decided to move in with them...bleh) in months. So, I decided to keep tight lipped about the subject until his vacation is at least over. I'm gonna be in huge trouble for not telling him while he was here, but we'll cross that bridge when we get there. Oh, and my sister decided to make snide comments about me being a failure and not doing anything all day all last night at dinner (calling me faily, saying that at least she could hold a job, etc). Classy. Yes, nevermind the fact that my parents pay her rent, I pay for everything of mine on my own, and I take care of the entire house (bills, cleaning, food, etc) because "she's too busy." I don't mind taking care of those things as they're beyond her control, but I'll be damned if I'll do it and be treated like shit.
Gah, my life is a pile of shit and what I've said here is only the crown.