My family is crazy

Mar 12, 2006 20:32

Just as I am beginning to feel some sort of normalsy for myself, my parents have to go and screw it up. I am just SO GLAD that I am moving soon. I can't wait to be far far away from their crap. Every time I talk to my sister, she always says she is just so glad she doesnt live here because they don't bug her as much. Thank God I have Ryan. He truly is the whole enchilada. He calls me "Lovely", finds me attractive, makes me FEEL attractive, laughs at my silly jokes and weirdness, pays for dinner AND lets me have my own plate, AND he plays for my to get a lap dance from a really HOT stripper while he gets no attention from her (although I am sure he could care less as long as he is THERE). I can't wait to get settled in our home and start planning our wedding! I am NOT looking forward to putting up with the hassles of having divorced parents that have to have a say in EVERYTHING pertaining to my future. They ARE my parents, and love them, but I used to be able to be close to them. Now I have to be guarded because they have been known to say some pretty hurtful things. Like my dad, for instance. He has recently realized this: "helping you financially with school does not benefit me whatsover, so why should I do it anymore?" So I am taking a year off to save for school and help make house payments (even though Ryan said I don't need to and that he is fine with me just saving for school). I look forward to Reno, but I WILL miss Oregon.

What I am listening to right now:

Sunshine by Wheatus

When I look at your face I see dirt;
All the sunshine you blow up my a** starts to hurt;
And I don't really mind if I'm nothin' in your eyes;
It's no surprise to me;
There's a rocket I built;
It's under my kilt;
It's coming to blow you away.

I was a jerk;
I did the work for somebody else's dream;
I took the chance;
I lost my pants;
In somebody else's dream tonight.

Now you're calling me up to get paid;
And if you don't get paid then you'll never get laid;
But I really don't have any money;
I say goodbye; And you'll have to depend on your size;
'Cause the thing that I built;
It's ripping my kilt;
It's coming to blow you away.

I was a jerk;
I did the work for somebody else's dream;
I took the chance;
I lost my pants;
In somebody else's dream tonight.

Now I think that I'm going to bed,
As the image of you and yer crap leaves my head;
Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, rocket flies;
And it doesn't depend on the size;
Cause the thing that I built;
It's ripping my kilt;
It's coming to blow you away.

I was a jerk;
I did the work for somebody else's dream;
I took the chance;
I lost my pants;
In somebody else's dream tonight

Music is cool
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