Sep 20, 2005 20:15
So... Friday is my birthday and it's going to be a crap one once again. Last year I totally freaked out all my friends and was a total bitch to them on my birthday because all I wanted was to be ignored. BACKGROUND INFO. Last year about a week or so before my sister had this huge surprise for me (no one has ever thrown me a surprise party, decorated my locker, or done anything of that nature not to say I havnt had awesome parties and gotten awesome presents) anyways so my sister was telling me how she couldnt fly home for my birthday and I believed her. Then about a week before my birthday? Thr 14th I think. It was late at night and I heard my parents talking in bed and it was really serious and me being the journalist I am I snuck against my door to listen to what they were saying and I heard my dad tell my mom he hasnt loved her for 12 years and has been having an affair and wanted a divorce... I heard my mom begging him to stay... blah blah blah too much info. The next day my mom tried to act like everything was fine because secretly my parents knew my sister was surprising me by flying home on my birthday and my dad was going to tell my sister and I about his affair ect when my sister got here... aka ON MY BIRTHDAY! Anyways, I wound up telling my mom I knew and telling my sister because I couldn't handle pretending for another week and I found out that my sister was already coming home on my birthday. So in conclusion my birthday last year sucked soo much and the only good part was Caitlin and Jimmy showed up at the swim meet the night of my bday (no one had ever done that for me before) and in light of everything I got to see my sister.
So turns out my dad couldn't handle fucking up just one birthday... but he's out to do it twice in a row. My mom is coming up Friday-Sunday which will be nice but he therefore decided he would come up last weekend. I emailed him to find out what time exactly and he was like "ohhh yeah about that... I uh yeah iM not coming up but i'll be up next Wednesday." So his reasoning was that his cheque he was going to use to pay for his hotel and some money he owes me wasnt going to come through until Tuesday this week. So I planned on him coming up Wednesday and leaving Thursday night. Turns out his money "still cant come through". You guys should know my dad makes a TON of money and probably should have already set aside money to visit his daughter for the last time before he flies out to California... but whatever. He's made the choice over and o over this year to spend his money on himself and his ho instead on is duties to his family. Whether he likes it or not we're still his family and he still has obligation to us. So today I get an e-mail that says ghis cheque wont be through until Thursday maybe so he'd rather just come up the following weekend, but he may leave for California before then. So I risk either not seeing him before he leaves (possibly forever because I'm sure as hell not going to spend 3000 plane ticket to spend holidays with him and his ho) or to have him come up Thursday still and have to pay for his hotel, food, ect. And btw he is legally obligated to provide me with everything for this school year including spending money and the winter coat I dont have. And on top of this I am dealing with the crap that he is taking most of the stuff from my room and tara's and the house and moving it to California because "there is no reason his home in california cant be as much of what my Mum's home will be" yeah whatever considering I'm never going to California. So when I go home for Thanksgiving my house will be for sale and my stuff may be gone/sold without me knowing. I was actually able to look over this last part if he came to visit but the fact that he spends his money on flying out there and entertaining her and cant even manage to give me a proper good bye on top of all the crap he's doing in the divorce I can't handle. Why doesn't he love me? Seriosly? WTF did I do? Anyways so I thought I would have this awesome full week and turns out it's just going to be me taking the subway down to Queen St on Friday to get my ben and jerry's ice cream cake FOR MYSELF lol and then attempt to carry it back to my dorm which I will then offer to like the 10 people I know here lol if it is not already melted. I'm then taking a foot massage class so I can give my mom better foot massages for her bad feet until 9 and then I'll go out with my mom for dinner somewhere (that's good). However the rest of the weekend is full of doing things with my godsister, my aunt, and my mom's friend who DONT GET ALONG AT ALL lol there is going to be massive fighting. Anyways sorry about the ranting but I didnt want to unload this on my roommate or something and totally stress them out with my intense family crap. I really have been good about not thinking about all this while at school, I swear.