....erge to kill.... riseing...
I nearly had a melt down yesterday.. First, after finally getting sleep (30 mins worth) I was dragged out of bed to lug more shit into my room.. Then ohh.. dad starts in.. They know I'm tired, they know I haven't slept in days.. But ughhh.. Dad had to go and open his damn mouth bitching that all I do is stay up on the computer sitting on my ass (Ohh like HE has room to talk). And started in that if I'd 'go to bed' rather then staying up all night on the comp I wouldn't be tierd.. *TWITCH* Yeah FUCKING right, I was up till 6AM MOVING SHIT yet all HE thinks I've been doing all these days is sitting at my comp?! Ohhhhhh I let it lose.. I snapped.. I started yelling and bitching at him, saying how much I HATE being here, how I just can't fucking take it anymore! And they wonder WHY I want to MOVE OUT?! DAD's the one that just sits on his ass! After that I slammed my door shut and refused to do ANYTHING more that day. I was to damn tired and could not stand this fucking shit anymore.. So I went back to bed.. although it wasn't all too good..
Hank an April (his wife) dropped off the kids here and left to go back to their place to pack stuff up.. and ohh god I could ring the neck of one of them little brats. Let me make this clear, April teaches her kids NOTHING. You tell them to do something and they TOTALLY IGNORE YOU! Hell none of them (EVEN THE 9 YEAR OLD) don't even know you're to whipe your ass when you take a shit!! x.x Or know you should wash your hands after. EWW >.< Shoot they don't even flush the darn tolet..
So here we got Daniel, a five year old BASTERD. My god I never seen such a lying little brat that dose everything in his power to start trouble. You no so0oner tell him not to do something and he goes right in and dose it then says he "forgot" or "didn't know".
Yesterday was the FIRST time I was able to sleep in DAYS! Or rather.. TRIED to.. Two hours sleep, then that little brat chose to make my life a living hell.. He kept on sneaking into the hallway, knocking on my door, then hiding in the bathroom (that's right across from my door now) Oh GOD I could have killed that brat. I got up and caught him in the act, grabbed him by the back of his shirt and dragged his ass into the living room. But then the brat STILL kept doing that shit each time I tried to sleep.. DONNA, April's mom, was SUPPOSE to be keeping an eye on the brats (and the one whos fucking ways made them have to move in, in the first place). But she was more interested in watching TV then keeping an eye on what the kids were doing. So I said fuck it and just stayed up. God..
I was lucky that later in the day when everyone was there I was able to finally get some extra sleep.. three hours worth before all the kids chose to make the hall way their playing area.. >.<
So today.. they are all moved in.. whoop de fucking do.. we STILL got work to do.. ughhhh.. I got 4 hours sleep last night too.. ugh god I am so dead..
Hank an April (his wife) dropped off the kids here and left to go back to their place to pack stuff up.. and ohh god I could ring the neck of one of them little brats. Let me make this clear, April teaches her kids NOTHING. You tell them to do something and they TOTALLY IGNORE YOU! Hell none of them (EVEN THE 9 YEAR OLD) don't even know you're to whipe your ass when you take a shit!! x.x Or know you should wash your hands after. EWW >.< Shoot they don't even flush the darn tolet..
So here we got Daniel, a five year old BASTERD. My god I never seen such a lying little brat that dose everything in his power to start trouble. You no so0oner tell him not to do something and he goes right in and dose it then says he "forgot" or "didn't know".
Yesterday was the FIRST time I was able to sleep in DAYS! Or rather.. TRIED to.. Two hours sleep, then that little brat chose to make my life a living hell.. He kept on sneaking into the hallway, knocking on my door, then hiding in the bathroom (that's right across from my door now) Oh GOD I could have killed that brat. I got up and caught him in the act, grabbed him by the back of his shirt and dragged his ass into the living room. But then the brat STILL kept doing that shit each time I tried to sleep.. DONNA, April's mom, was SUPPOSE to be keeping an eye on the brats (and the one whos fucking ways made them have to move in, in the first place). But she was more interested in watching TV then keeping an eye on what the kids were doing. So I said fuck it and just stayed up. God..
I was lucky that later in the day when everyone was there I was able to finally get some extra sleep.. three hours worth before all the kids chose to make the hall way their playing area.. >.<
So today.. they are all moved in.. whoop de fucking do.. we STILL got work to do.. ughhhh.. I got 4 hours sleep last night too.. ugh god I am so dead..