*rant*
yes..as you can tell this is going to be a rant/depression entry..i normally dont do this but i am out of options..and i need some advice....so here it goes....
ok..so i have this psycho step-mom..and she is friggin psycho...im not even kidding...and i got a long ass lecture last nite about my grades..bc im not getting straight "a's" so i need an incentive to get straight a's so they took everything away from me.. i cant watch tv, i cant talk on the fone, i cant live a normal teenage life..i am a drone to HER society.. and it pisses me off! i mean..it pisses me off hardcore..but ok..heres the deal...if i get my grade up to a "b" i can get tv back, if i get a b+ then i get the fone back and if i get a's then i can live a normal teenage life...and if i dont get my grades up by the end of hte week then i am going to be getting hte play taken away from me..bc this woman is a controlling bitch...and my dad wont do anything to stop her...bc i dont even kno why..o wait..i take htat back..bc he's a pussy..and he's pussy-whipped...o yea..but back to the lecture that happened last nite..apperently im best isnt good enuf for them..so i need to try harder...and she had the nerve to call me emotionally abusive! i dont kno where the fuck she gets the nerve to call me emotionally abusive! that really pisses me off! o yea..ok..so back to hte grade thing...ok..as i was sitting at the kitchen table..attempting to do my homework, she tells me to unload the dishwasher..so i get up, and unload it and reload it..then i go and sit back down to attempt to do my homework again, and she tells me to go and get all of her laundry from upstairs, and from my room and in the bathroom, so i do...then when i sit down to try to do my homework my dad comes home and i get bitched at before i go to play practice...and i was feeling pretty shitty...as any person would who got bitched at for i dont kno how long...like a half an hour...so i had like 10 mins before jac came over to pick me up for play practice so i grabbed my book and sat by my dad so that i could talk to him...bc i was pissed off...and my step mom went upstairs to go to sleep bc she works third shift, and she yells down the stairs for me to go and do my home work at the table and not talk to my dad bc my homework is more important...ok..so my homework is more important than my dad but not more important than her house..hmm...what is that telling you? its telling me that she is anti-sandy talking to her daddy.....and she always has been..bc everytime that i have plans with my daddy she has to go and fuck them up somehow...like...i have an example...one friday nite i came home from common grounds at like 10 30..ok..and i was venting to my dad about how upset i was about all the shit htat she puts me thru and talking about other things too..well..she called at like 11 and asked him what he was doing, and he said that he was talking to me..then they got off the fone..so we startedt ot alk again, and she called like 15 mins later and started to bitch at him for not going with her to something bc he was too tired...then....a couple of weeks ago i went to the races with my sisters bf. i herd that there was a demo durby coming up..so i asked him if he wanted to go with me and he was like sure...and the first words out of cats mouth was "i thought htat u were going to be having poker nite here with the guys now that ur off of work" and she said it really snotty..well....apperently he was talking about it bc he broke his wrist and hes off of work and he needs something to do...well..uhm...that went thru..bc i asked him like two weeks ago and he said that nobody really plays poker any more...ok..yea..so u see what i mean? and i kno that u guys think that this is just a bunch of little shit..but all this little shit really adds up! im so sick of all this womans shit! ugh..i seriously think htat this womans mission in life is to make my life a living hell! but yea..i guess im gunna go now...im at school and i need to check my mail and stuff...
luvs...
sandy
ok..so i have this psycho step-mom..and she is friggin psycho...im not even kidding...and i got a long ass lecture last nite about my grades..bc im not getting straight "a's" so i need an incentive to get straight a's so they took everything away from me.. i cant watch tv, i cant talk on the fone, i cant live a normal teenage life..i am a drone to HER society.. and it pisses me off! i mean..it pisses me off hardcore..but ok..heres the deal...if i get my grade up to a "b" i can get tv back, if i get a b+ then i get the fone back and if i get a's then i can live a normal teenage life...and if i dont get my grades up by the end of hte week then i am going to be getting hte play taken away from me..bc this woman is a controlling bitch...and my dad wont do anything to stop her...bc i dont even kno why..o wait..i take htat back..bc he's a pussy..and he's pussy-whipped...o yea..but back to the lecture that happened last nite..apperently im best isnt good enuf for them..so i need to try harder...and she had the nerve to call me emotionally abusive! i dont kno where the fuck she gets the nerve to call me emotionally abusive! that really pisses me off! o yea..ok..so back to hte grade thing...ok..as i was sitting at the kitchen table..attempting to do my homework, she tells me to unload the dishwasher..so i get up, and unload it and reload it..then i go and sit back down to attempt to do my homework again, and she tells me to go and get all of her laundry from upstairs, and from my room and in the bathroom, so i do...then when i sit down to try to do my homework my dad comes home and i get bitched at before i go to play practice...and i was feeling pretty shitty...as any person would who got bitched at for i dont kno how long...like a half an hour...so i had like 10 mins before jac came over to pick me up for play practice so i grabbed my book and sat by my dad so that i could talk to him...bc i was pissed off...and my step mom went upstairs to go to sleep bc she works third shift, and she yells down the stairs for me to go and do my home work at the table and not talk to my dad bc my homework is more important...ok..so my homework is more important than my dad but not more important than her house..hmm...what is that telling you? its telling me that she is anti-sandy talking to her daddy.....and she always has been..bc everytime that i have plans with my daddy she has to go and fuck them up somehow...like...i have an example...one friday nite i came home from common grounds at like 10 30..ok..and i was venting to my dad about how upset i was about all the shit htat she puts me thru and talking about other things too..well..she called at like 11 and asked him what he was doing, and he said that he was talking to me..then they got off the fone..so we startedt ot alk again, and she called like 15 mins later and started to bitch at him for not going with her to something bc he was too tired...then....a couple of weeks ago i went to the races with my sisters bf. i herd that there was a demo durby coming up..so i asked him if he wanted to go with me and he was like sure...and the first words out of cats mouth was "i thought htat u were going to be having poker nite here with the guys now that ur off of work" and she said it really snotty..well....apperently he was talking about it bc he broke his wrist and hes off of work and he needs something to do...well..uhm...that went thru..bc i asked him like two weeks ago and he said that nobody really plays poker any more...ok..yea..so u see what i mean? and i kno that u guys think that this is just a bunch of little shit..but all this little shit really adds up! im so sick of all this womans shit! ugh..i seriously think htat this womans mission in life is to make my life a living hell! but yea..i guess im gunna go now...im at school and i need to check my mail and stuff...
luvs...
sandy