CAUTION!! ANGRY ENTRY
today started out really bad. i was sleeping in the living room and then maggie started barking and growling..it woke me up and i looked out and saw this guy walking on the sidewalk and then he ran like hell, i only assume away from maggie. so i got up and closed the door behind me so the other dogs wouldn't get out. so i'm in my pajamas, with bed hed, and my glasses are inside, i have on no socks or shoes... i got a hold of maggie. the guy she attacked was the meter reader, as usual. so after he left i fixed the gate that was now all bent out of shape and crooked and then i went to open the door and it was locked...great. so i tried the garage but mom has been making us lock that door. i figure i can get the garage door opener out of moms car but i didn't know the code. and if you try three times and dont' get it an alarm goes off and it was too early for that. so i walk across the street to grandmas house, and i tried to call my mom but i didn't know the exact number so i kept getting this busy singal and then i thought that maybe dad would know the code for mom. so i call him and he has no idea what it is. he comes home from work to let me in. and by then my eyes hurt because i can't focus on anything and i feel like i just walked across a river of thumbtacks because our street is sooo bad. then stuff got better. i did this workout for about 50 min. and then i ran around the little block once because i need to get use to running for crew. so then i take a shower and i've eaten lunch and i feel good and i'm ready for crew and i leave and i come home. and now everything falls apart...
(WARING: ANGER IS SETTING IN) so my mom threw out this letter i got from CASE western reserve university which i really really wanted to look at. and it made me so mad and so frustrated becasue she said that i told her to throw it out because i said i didn't want it. and then i got so mad and now she's soo mad at me and i couldn't stop crying and she slammed the door and i went to lay out on the couch when my dad came out and had to stick his nose in the situation and then a spider was crawling...well actually more like sprinting across the ceiling and i freaked out becaue i didn't have my glasses on so i couldn't see it and i made dad kill it, like and idiot he used his finger and it fell to the floor and then i saw it on the couch where i was sleeping, fully alive and now i can't sleep out there. i am so ticked off and so frustrated i just broke down and i cried and know mom is mad at me and i know dad is probably mad at me for getting mom mad. and for the past few months when mom got mad, she got brutal. she says things that you don't expect and she's not very forgiving for a logn long time. she forgets the things she says and when you bring it up later on she gets really mad bc she thinks your exagerating even though you both know that she doesn't really remember a thing. she kinda has this tell it like it is attitude and it can be hurtful to overly sensative people, like this entire fucking family. ug.. on the most beautiful day in weeks, it had to turn out to be this really awful begining of probablay another month. i dont' like being dramatic, or over-sensative but that's the way people read me sometimes. it really makes me angry and when i get angry people think i'm sad but really it's just frustration and they think i'm over reacting but i this damn family and the way we all fend for ourselves is exhausting and i don't want it anymore. i'm sicking of being like this. when everyone feels like everyone else is against them. i don't know maybe it's just me but i'm toooo tired to do it over and over and over again. i work my ass off during school i don't get a chance to start my homework until 9 and i have to deal with the most shallow and annoying and prissy little bitches from 5-7 and on weekends! then i come home to the family full of cave men who look for excuses to turn on each other. and i think maybe if i talk it out it will get better, but i actually feel kinda worse because i'm thinking of all the crappy days i've spent at home with eveyone pissed off.
i love my family, i really do. but our habbits have to end.i can't think of one day that everything has been peaceful. not one. dusty has her laptop she escape into, or she can just tune you out. my dad complains the min he walks into the door and my mom is just miserable 24/7. i'd give anything for everyone to just be peaceful and not complete jerks to each other.
(WARING: ANGER IS SETTING IN) so my mom threw out this letter i got from CASE western reserve university which i really really wanted to look at. and it made me so mad and so frustrated becasue she said that i told her to throw it out because i said i didn't want it. and then i got so mad and now she's soo mad at me and i couldn't stop crying and she slammed the door and i went to lay out on the couch when my dad came out and had to stick his nose in the situation and then a spider was crawling...well actually more like sprinting across the ceiling and i freaked out becaue i didn't have my glasses on so i couldn't see it and i made dad kill it, like and idiot he used his finger and it fell to the floor and then i saw it on the couch where i was sleeping, fully alive and now i can't sleep out there. i am so ticked off and so frustrated i just broke down and i cried and know mom is mad at me and i know dad is probably mad at me for getting mom mad. and for the past few months when mom got mad, she got brutal. she says things that you don't expect and she's not very forgiving for a logn long time. she forgets the things she says and when you bring it up later on she gets really mad bc she thinks your exagerating even though you both know that she doesn't really remember a thing. she kinda has this tell it like it is attitude and it can be hurtful to overly sensative people, like this entire fucking family. ug.. on the most beautiful day in weeks, it had to turn out to be this really awful begining of probablay another month. i dont' like being dramatic, or over-sensative but that's the way people read me sometimes. it really makes me angry and when i get angry people think i'm sad but really it's just frustration and they think i'm over reacting but i this damn family and the way we all fend for ourselves is exhausting and i don't want it anymore. i'm sicking of being like this. when everyone feels like everyone else is against them. i don't know maybe it's just me but i'm toooo tired to do it over and over and over again. i work my ass off during school i don't get a chance to start my homework until 9 and i have to deal with the most shallow and annoying and prissy little bitches from 5-7 and on weekends! then i come home to the family full of cave men who look for excuses to turn on each other. and i think maybe if i talk it out it will get better, but i actually feel kinda worse because i'm thinking of all the crappy days i've spent at home with eveyone pissed off.
i love my family, i really do. but our habbits have to end.i can't think of one day that everything has been peaceful. not one. dusty has her laptop she escape into, or she can just tune you out. my dad complains the min he walks into the door and my mom is just miserable 24/7. i'd give anything for everyone to just be peaceful and not complete jerks to each other.