My unfortunate erection. Oh GOD!
I really hate living at home. My parents outwardly hate me, as does my sister.
My brothers I love. They're the only relatively enjoyable part about living at home.
My parents have decided that they're not paying for anything (besides tuition, thank god) for me anymore because I'm such a disrespectful child. Which I don't understand. I pull a 3.5 gpa (it's not great but it's not THAT bad), I don't drink, I don't do drugs, I don't sleep around.
They tell me that I don't work enough. I work every day, including the weekends, with an occasional day off. I literally worked 28 out of 30 days this past month. And I mostly work 8 hour shifts, with some 4 hour shifts. They say I need another job, and I'm irresponsible for not having one.
My parents have spent over 2,000 dollars on my sister so far this summer. They pay for her gas (when she takes MY car, which by the way she refuses to help clean), for all of her clothes, for her food when she eats out, for her movie tickets, for her tickets when she goes to see shows (which they refuse to buy me...and I'm the one who loves musical theatre), and for anything else she wants. Such bullshit.
And last summer, when I had paid for half of my car, they told me that it was enough and I didn't need to pay them anymore. This summer they're saying they want me to pay for the rest of it, and they also say that I need to let Angela use it at least as often as I use it. Am I the only one who sees a conflict in that? I'm not paying them anymore because they had told me I didn't need to.
I'm also very sick of sharing my bedroom with the entire family, and having to change my clothes in the bathroom, and having people leave papers and CDs all over my bed, and then being yelled by other people for being too messy.
Two days ago my dad told me that I could buy new sheets for my bed, as long as they were less than $40, and he would pay me back. So I ordered some satin sheets, and when i told him about the sheets, he said he refused to pay me for them, because he can't sleep on satin sheets. When does he sleep on my bed? Why didn't he mention that?
I'm not saying they're bad parents, just assholes.
Anyone want to send me The Light in the Piazza?
I miss being at State so much. I think I'm going to try living in an apartment next summer. My brothers are allowed to visit anytime. So are you!
My brothers I love. They're the only relatively enjoyable part about living at home.
My parents have decided that they're not paying for anything (besides tuition, thank god) for me anymore because I'm such a disrespectful child. Which I don't understand. I pull a 3.5 gpa (it's not great but it's not THAT bad), I don't drink, I don't do drugs, I don't sleep around.
They tell me that I don't work enough. I work every day, including the weekends, with an occasional day off. I literally worked 28 out of 30 days this past month. And I mostly work 8 hour shifts, with some 4 hour shifts. They say I need another job, and I'm irresponsible for not having one.
My parents have spent over 2,000 dollars on my sister so far this summer. They pay for her gas (when she takes MY car, which by the way she refuses to help clean), for all of her clothes, for her food when she eats out, for her movie tickets, for her tickets when she goes to see shows (which they refuse to buy me...and I'm the one who loves musical theatre), and for anything else she wants. Such bullshit.
And last summer, when I had paid for half of my car, they told me that it was enough and I didn't need to pay them anymore. This summer they're saying they want me to pay for the rest of it, and they also say that I need to let Angela use it at least as often as I use it. Am I the only one who sees a conflict in that? I'm not paying them anymore because they had told me I didn't need to.
I'm also very sick of sharing my bedroom with the entire family, and having to change my clothes in the bathroom, and having people leave papers and CDs all over my bed, and then being yelled by other people for being too messy.
Two days ago my dad told me that I could buy new sheets for my bed, as long as they were less than $40, and he would pay me back. So I ordered some satin sheets, and when i told him about the sheets, he said he refused to pay me for them, because he can't sleep on satin sheets. When does he sleep on my bed? Why didn't he mention that?
I'm not saying they're bad parents, just assholes.
Anyone want to send me The Light in the Piazza?
I miss being at State so much. I think I'm going to try living in an apartment next summer. My brothers are allowed to visit anytime. So are you!