quite possibly the WORST thanksgiving ever
well, this sucks...i just finished dinner, and i think that was the only thing good about it...wait, actually the stuffing wasn't that good, but other than that the food was good..but i think i just want to cry and wish for an old thanksgiving with my real family...the day started by being woken up early to go out in the rain and clean up the gardens... i had to pull the old plants out and clean out the plants in the pond...and then i had to rake the flower beds and get rid of all the leaves...then i came in and got a shower and started to look really nice and then i had to vaccum the steps, which thankfully didn't get me dirty again...so then after that i had to help with the food and getting stuff ready...and then i finished getting ready in my room and went downstairs to talk to people that i really have no desire to see....and i had to explain my car about a million times because people kept asking about it...so then i went upstairs with eric and ronelle to show her the house and stuff, and by the time i got back down there were only a few seats left and every seat i tried to sit in was already taken by someone else...THAT really pissed me off....i had to get a whole new plate and silverware because marie miscounted, and i was left without a seat...so i sat next to eric and ronelle for dinner, and i was not happy....so then my cousin jane was supposed to say grace, but she got too shy so my aunt blurts out "julie can say grace" and the only grace i know is very childish...so i said i couldn't do it, and with a tone marie was like "fine, i'll do it".....so then we started to eat and i got served basically last for everything and there was basically none of some stuff left by the time i got it....and so i ate quickly, got up and left...oh, but during dinner my dad felt the need to tell every embarrasing story about me which made me want to cry...
i know this is all mad sounding and shit, but i really hate when i don't have a good time, and its not even that...i hate it when i feel outnumbered and left out...and somehow my family always makes sure that happens...god, i need a new family....
(julie)
p.s. i know it may seem like i hate my family, but i don't, i am thankful for them and most of the time they show how they care and love me...i think that at the holidays they forget that i'm a little different from everyone else, and that my needs don't really suit theirs...but i'm thankful for everything i have and own and everything, don't get me wrong...