Meh - So bored.
Yesterday my family and I went to the Great Mall of the Great Plains over in Kansas. Now, I had been looking forward to this, because that place has some wicked awesome stores. I luv it. So despite the fact I just wanted to blow up the world because my medicine had worn off and my cramps came back, I was happy and cheerful.
.....
Next time I say I am exited to go shopping with my family: Slap me.
It was aweful.
My mom and brother argued the whole time, because she wanted him to buy shorts, and he hates shorts. He never wears them, he always tries to wear pants.
She took all of his pants away and is making him wear shorts.
So they were both pissy at each other the whole time.
I got yelled at by my brother because he was mad at her (and taking it out on me is a great substitute)
My mom bought me more pants (cuz nothing she does can get me to wear shorts, A. They look terrible on my B. My legs are covered in scars and bruises)
And I supposedly had $30 I was able to spend.
I didn't buy anything..
I went to the largest mall in the midwest, and I bought nothing at all.
Why? Because my parents didn't go to the bank to get my money, so anything I wanted to buy they would buy for me and I would just pay them back when we got him and they went to the bank.
The downside of this is that if they didn't like what I wanted to buy they wouldn't buy it.
So nothing nifty for Cassie. *is really pissed*
They wouldn't let me do anything after saying, "Yeah, you can do that later"
or "Yeah, we can go back to that store later if you decide you want something from there"
and whenever they told me no to buying stuff they would say, "You will thank me in the future for not letting you waste your money on that junk."
junk?
JUNK?!
Since when has my religion become junk?
Seriously, they may not believe in it but I do, and they know I do. They see what books I get from the library.
But nooo...my dad is an evolutionist (Hey guys, guess what! We came from monkeys!)
So of course god(s) is/are a big lie, and a waste of time.
He did this to me when I was 8 and I wanted to go to church...
He wouldn't even let me go to church when I was younger and my friends invited me.
I have never heard of a parent doing that before.
*sighs*
I swear. This makes me not wanna have kids. Because the thought of me acting like them is painful enough.
but yeah....and the sad news is that today they want to go to sears
Why?
Because my brother didn't buy any shorts at the mall.
-_- Excuse my while I go and jump of that bridge over there.
Oh, but wait...he did get his money from my parents...and he spent it all at Independence Center.
So I better get my fucking cash or I am going to be really pissed, and act like a total brat.
Of course I might end up grounded, I probably will.
Because I can get grounded for just about anything (I once got grounded for crying. Why? Because I was acting like a baby. WTF?!?!?! I was seven!!! But I have gotten grounded for crying since then too...no wonder I am an emotionless freak)
But yeah.......my neck and back hurts...I really wish someone in my household (besides me) could give massages, because I could really use one. Sleeping has been a bitch because of the discomfort. (The pain, it hurts) So I have been staying up every night all week talking to Lizzie.
Now....is it really bad when your friend tells you to go to sleep because you need it?
Yeah...it is...
though last night I did manage to sleep all night (I slept through my alarm, oops)
And now I am burning up......its soo freaking hot in my room at this time of morning, because my parents have our air conditionair set at some really weird settings in an attempt to save money.
Yeah right.
But now I have to go. Get ready to go to sears...hopefully there's a bridge on the way there so I can jump off of it. Because I don't think I can put up with another day long shopping trip with those morons (they are the stupidest people I know)
*sobs* L8erz.
.....
Next time I say I am exited to go shopping with my family: Slap me.
It was aweful.
My mom and brother argued the whole time, because she wanted him to buy shorts, and he hates shorts. He never wears them, he always tries to wear pants.
She took all of his pants away and is making him wear shorts.
So they were both pissy at each other the whole time.
I got yelled at by my brother because he was mad at her (and taking it out on me is a great substitute)
My mom bought me more pants (cuz nothing she does can get me to wear shorts, A. They look terrible on my B. My legs are covered in scars and bruises)
And I supposedly had $30 I was able to spend.
I didn't buy anything..
I went to the largest mall in the midwest, and I bought nothing at all.
Why? Because my parents didn't go to the bank to get my money, so anything I wanted to buy they would buy for me and I would just pay them back when we got him and they went to the bank.
The downside of this is that if they didn't like what I wanted to buy they wouldn't buy it.
So nothing nifty for Cassie. *is really pissed*
They wouldn't let me do anything after saying, "Yeah, you can do that later"
or "Yeah, we can go back to that store later if you decide you want something from there"
and whenever they told me no to buying stuff they would say, "You will thank me in the future for not letting you waste your money on that junk."
junk?
JUNK?!
Since when has my religion become junk?
Seriously, they may not believe in it but I do, and they know I do. They see what books I get from the library.
But nooo...my dad is an evolutionist (Hey guys, guess what! We came from monkeys!)
So of course god(s) is/are a big lie, and a waste of time.
He did this to me when I was 8 and I wanted to go to church...
He wouldn't even let me go to church when I was younger and my friends invited me.
I have never heard of a parent doing that before.
*sighs*
I swear. This makes me not wanna have kids. Because the thought of me acting like them is painful enough.
but yeah....and the sad news is that today they want to go to sears
Why?
Because my brother didn't buy any shorts at the mall.
-_- Excuse my while I go and jump of that bridge over there.
Oh, but wait...he did get his money from my parents...and he spent it all at Independence Center.
So I better get my fucking cash or I am going to be really pissed, and act like a total brat.
Of course I might end up grounded, I probably will.
Because I can get grounded for just about anything (I once got grounded for crying. Why? Because I was acting like a baby. WTF?!?!?! I was seven!!! But I have gotten grounded for crying since then too...no wonder I am an emotionless freak)
But yeah.......my neck and back hurts...I really wish someone in my household (besides me) could give massages, because I could really use one. Sleeping has been a bitch because of the discomfort. (The pain, it hurts) So I have been staying up every night all week talking to Lizzie.
Now....is it really bad when your friend tells you to go to sleep because you need it?
Yeah...it is...
though last night I did manage to sleep all night (I slept through my alarm, oops)
And now I am burning up......its soo freaking hot in my room at this time of morning, because my parents have our air conditionair set at some really weird settings in an attempt to save money.
Yeah right.
But now I have to go. Get ready to go to sears...hopefully there's a bridge on the way there so I can jump off of it. Because I don't think I can put up with another day long shopping trip with those morons (they are the stupidest people I know)
*sobs* L8erz.