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Yesterday I got home from school and immediately started to stress out. I was bithcing at my mom the whole time and telling her i didnt care about getting a job and i think i even menitoned about how this world is full or liars and that the human race was fucked up (no i dea how i got on that subject in the first place). So after an hour and a half of stressing i finally got there and my "30 minute interview" turned into an "Hour and 15 minute interview." It was less of an interview and more of a putting me out on the floor to see how well i worked with the kids. It definately wasnt worth all of the stressing. I hope they dont call em and say "We need you to come in for a 3rd interview" and just tell me whether or not i got the job godammit.
Then around 10 my dad picked me up from my moms house and on the way to his house he said "We bouthg a new house." It didnt register in my brian that we were moving. Then i asked "Are you moving away from San Leandro?." and he sais "yes". At that point i just wanted to cry. I was pissed at him for not telling me anf for not seeing if i was ok with it (even though the decision is not in my hands anyway). I dont want him to move. I have spent most of my life living here and i love it. I guess im being bratty, selfish, and unrealistic but I just cant help being dissapoi8nted about it.
To make matters worse he proceeded to rant on about what a good kid Rico is. Im no longer his star child anymore. He doesnt like me half as much as he likes Rico. The fucked up thing about it is that im only sad ebcause I used to be his favorite and now im not. Im such a bitch today...im in a really self absorbed mood. Save me before i drown in myself for christ sake.
I hate coming to my dads these days. I come to see him and then he goes to work on Saturday and on SUnday he sits on the couch all day like a fucking fat ass stoner. In "the new house" (which is in redwood city) there is gonna be no computer, so i cant even have this to entertain me.
Whatever this entry sounded really bithcy but im actually not in a bad/bithcy/emo mood.
Then around 10 my dad picked me up from my moms house and on the way to his house he said "We bouthg a new house." It didnt register in my brian that we were moving. Then i asked "Are you moving away from San Leandro?." and he sais "yes". At that point i just wanted to cry. I was pissed at him for not telling me anf for not seeing if i was ok with it (even though the decision is not in my hands anyway). I dont want him to move. I have spent most of my life living here and i love it. I guess im being bratty, selfish, and unrealistic but I just cant help being dissapoi8nted about it.
To make matters worse he proceeded to rant on about what a good kid Rico is. Im no longer his star child anymore. He doesnt like me half as much as he likes Rico. The fucked up thing about it is that im only sad ebcause I used to be his favorite and now im not. Im such a bitch today...im in a really self absorbed mood. Save me before i drown in myself for christ sake.
I hate coming to my dads these days. I come to see him and then he goes to work on Saturday and on SUnday he sits on the couch all day like a fucking fat ass stoner. In "the new house" (which is in redwood city) there is gonna be no computer, so i cant even have this to entertain me.
Whatever this entry sounded really bithcy but im actually not in a bad/bithcy/emo mood.