Sucky.
so, today was fun.
not really.
it kind of sucked.
i've been crying all day.
and my head hurts.
well, it started because i took a shower, and our septic system sucks.
and my dad woke up, cause he sleeps during the day.
and started baning on the door, even when i was OUT of the shower.
whatever.
then he and my mom started fighting, blamming hte whole septic thing on each other. and then at me.
cool. huh.
then they were fine cause they were fixing it, together.
and
then
i was supposed to wash my uniforms at a laundry mat, funn, and my mom told me i didnt have to go.
so i went on the computer to do my homework, that seemed fine.
and when i was got online, and started it, my mom told me i had to go and wash my uniforms myself.
whatever.
i was willing to go.
and then my dad told me i could wash them tomorrow, since i have a clean one for tomorrow.
so i was like " i dont have to go now. then" which i shouldn't have said.
but my dad said "yeah you have to go to help your mother"
i said "to help her put cloths in the washing machine"
bad idea, kristin, bad idea.
i only said that because i was getting frustrated, i don't usually act that.
i'm usually nice.
and then i was like "whatever i'll go, even though mom said i didnt have to"
WOAH.
bad bad bad.
my mom like flipped.
and basically told me she never wants to talk to me, and wants me out of her life because of how I talk to her.
my brother is the one who is a beast to her.
i flip ONE time,and i get blammed for everthing!
i know i shoudn't have acted that way, with an attitdue, i tried appologizing. it didnt work.
then i slammed the door.
oh.
and my dad called me a jerk.
screw that.
i'm a jerk.
i couldnt believe it.
so i was upset.
again.
i always am
i get blammed for everything in this house.
never my brother.
always me
i'm the one always in my room, doing nothing wrong.
or at dance.
im the one that always keeps everything inside.
i never tell anyone how im feeling, i dont think i should.
its my problems.
i think i have to deal with it myself.
and i think that is why i flipped.
i am hardly like this.
but im sick of it.
and the only reason why i cry, when i do, is because of her.
i hate it.
she gets me so upset, and doesnt even care.
she says we are the ones that talk bad to her.
calling me names, is not bad talk, huh.
what ever.
im done being nice.
its not working for me.
maybe i should act like a bitch, it gets more people in a better place.
i need that.
i wanna feel better. and not upset.
that is what im gonna do. be a bitch.
yeah, long story, plus some,
i didnt write it to get pity, i wrote to get my feelings out,
im still upset, but i shouldn't be.
i'll get over it,
i ALWAYS do.
bye.
not really.
it kind of sucked.
i've been crying all day.
and my head hurts.
well, it started because i took a shower, and our septic system sucks.
and my dad woke up, cause he sleeps during the day.
and started baning on the door, even when i was OUT of the shower.
whatever.
then he and my mom started fighting, blamming hte whole septic thing on each other. and then at me.
cool. huh.
then they were fine cause they were fixing it, together.
and
then
i was supposed to wash my uniforms at a laundry mat, funn, and my mom told me i didnt have to go.
so i went on the computer to do my homework, that seemed fine.
and when i was got online, and started it, my mom told me i had to go and wash my uniforms myself.
whatever.
i was willing to go.
and then my dad told me i could wash them tomorrow, since i have a clean one for tomorrow.
so i was like " i dont have to go now. then" which i shouldn't have said.
but my dad said "yeah you have to go to help your mother"
i said "to help her put cloths in the washing machine"
bad idea, kristin, bad idea.
i only said that because i was getting frustrated, i don't usually act that.
i'm usually nice.
and then i was like "whatever i'll go, even though mom said i didnt have to"
WOAH.
bad bad bad.
my mom like flipped.
and basically told me she never wants to talk to me, and wants me out of her life because of how I talk to her.
my brother is the one who is a beast to her.
i flip ONE time,and i get blammed for everthing!
i know i shoudn't have acted that way, with an attitdue, i tried appologizing. it didnt work.
then i slammed the door.
oh.
and my dad called me a jerk.
screw that.
i'm a jerk.
i couldnt believe it.
so i was upset.
again.
i always am
i get blammed for everything in this house.
never my brother.
always me
i'm the one always in my room, doing nothing wrong.
or at dance.
im the one that always keeps everything inside.
i never tell anyone how im feeling, i dont think i should.
its my problems.
i think i have to deal with it myself.
and i think that is why i flipped.
i am hardly like this.
but im sick of it.
and the only reason why i cry, when i do, is because of her.
i hate it.
she gets me so upset, and doesnt even care.
she says we are the ones that talk bad to her.
calling me names, is not bad talk, huh.
what ever.
im done being nice.
its not working for me.
maybe i should act like a bitch, it gets more people in a better place.
i need that.
i wanna feel better. and not upset.
that is what im gonna do. be a bitch.
yeah, long story, plus some,
i didnt write it to get pity, i wrote to get my feelings out,
im still upset, but i shouldn't be.
i'll get over it,
i ALWAYS do.
bye.