i cannot WAIT to get outa here.
I'm at the beach. I'm sure a lot of you would be like man, i wish i could be at the beach rite now. you wouldnt wanna be with me and my family, THAT'S FOR SURE!
My little brother comes in at 8:30... KIMMY IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP. Thanks, Christian, but I'm gunna go back to bed. 10 minutes later. KIMMMMY!!!!! DADDY SAYS YOU NEED TO WAKE UP! So my day has already begun before its even 9 oclock. My dad refuses to make breakfast, and shortly after I have just awaken from my restful sleep, decides to lock himself in his room to take a nap. So here I am, stuck with 3 kids in charge of. Where's Leslie, you may ask? She took all of our relatives to the airport. Delightful, eh?
2 hours later... I bang on my dads door. DAD GET UP! EMILY HAS A POOPIE DIAPER! he responds "who cares". So I look at my kitchen clock, I am supposed to be at Rachel's college graduation in a few hours and we still havent even STARTED cleaning the house.
1 hour later... DAD I SERIOUSLY NEED YOU TO GET UP. "go away" he says.
12:30, we should be in orlando by now, NOPE! I go back. DAD YOU NEEEEEEEED TO GET UP! "get me at 1, alrite?" Still hasnt even opened his door.
So as I sit here writing this, its 1:53. He still wont get outa bed, and says we're leaving at 2:15. I cleaned the entire house with Ashley, and we're both ready to go. Mind you, Emily has had a poopie diaper for hours, and Christian is running around the house naked? now tell me, WHAT ARE WE SUPPOISED TO DO!?
My dad is so irresonsible, and its pissing me off. Ashley and I always have to do all the freakin work, and its not fair he just gets to sit on his lazy ass and watch the news or sleep or masterbate or WHATEVER he does locked in his room.
im pissed. and we're gunna miss rachel's graduation.
PS. I cant find emily.
My little brother comes in at 8:30... KIMMY IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP. Thanks, Christian, but I'm gunna go back to bed. 10 minutes later. KIMMMMY!!!!! DADDY SAYS YOU NEED TO WAKE UP! So my day has already begun before its even 9 oclock. My dad refuses to make breakfast, and shortly after I have just awaken from my restful sleep, decides to lock himself in his room to take a nap. So here I am, stuck with 3 kids in charge of. Where's Leslie, you may ask? She took all of our relatives to the airport. Delightful, eh?
2 hours later... I bang on my dads door. DAD GET UP! EMILY HAS A POOPIE DIAPER! he responds "who cares". So I look at my kitchen clock, I am supposed to be at Rachel's college graduation in a few hours and we still havent even STARTED cleaning the house.
1 hour later... DAD I SERIOUSLY NEED YOU TO GET UP. "go away" he says.
12:30, we should be in orlando by now, NOPE! I go back. DAD YOU NEEEEEEEED TO GET UP! "get me at 1, alrite?" Still hasnt even opened his door.
So as I sit here writing this, its 1:53. He still wont get outa bed, and says we're leaving at 2:15. I cleaned the entire house with Ashley, and we're both ready to go. Mind you, Emily has had a poopie diaper for hours, and Christian is running around the house naked? now tell me, WHAT ARE WE SUPPOISED TO DO!?
My dad is so irresonsible, and its pissing me off. Ashley and I always have to do all the freakin work, and its not fair he just gets to sit on his lazy ass and watch the news or sleep or masterbate or WHATEVER he does locked in his room.
im pissed. and we're gunna miss rachel's graduation.
PS. I cant find emily.