wow a long vent. read if you dare.. or just have a lot of time.
just a few days ago i was thinking how much i actually do enjoy being at home with my family. after spending four days stuck at chris' house (even though we made the best of it), it was nice to come home. but now i completely change my mind. i want out of this house. i can't stand tom, i can't stand mom, i can't stand devin and his spoiled ways. i admit, someone might consider me spoiled, as i've been told by chris and casey has been told by people. maybe my mom spoils me some. but to start off, i have lots of friends where their parents just BOUGHT them a car and they didn't have to pay for shit. i however made the downpayment of 3500 and continue to pay 150 a month for insurance and payments.
okay so i had a very good christmas, got a computer fromy my dad and a camcorder from my mom, and i don't plan on having that happen again so i really hate to complain but not even 6 months later, my brother gets a computer? my twelve year old brother gets a computer? and whats the purpose? whats the deciding factor?? "because he plays games on the computer"
yeah you know what else he does? he plays with his wii (that sounds gross), he plays with his playstation, nintendo, his tv and his TIVO (sp!?)in his room, and a million other things he owns. fuck man. and what does he do to earn all this stuff?? NOTHING not a damn thing. hes a brat 95% of the time. he calls mom fat allll the time and what?-because he adds the word joking at the end of the sentence its all forgiven?? i continue to tell myself i will NEVER EVER NEVER EVER have a child like that. he whines and complains and acts like a 5 year old still (not in the cute way). he is growing up getting every little thing in the world he wants, he is going to not make it in the real world. and get this - mom and tom pay him when he gives the dogs food and water. they actually give him like a check for 10 dollars a week and he keeps them in an envelope. don't get me wrong - this is a good idea, doing chores from some money. but he does one thing, and its like they still buy him the world so whats the point of throwing more money at him? hes already got like a million dollars in his bank account from toms mother passing away, which me and my sister got nada. not that i would expect anything like that, it just sucks because its a slap in the face. and then this morning fucking the dishes weren't taken care of like i said i would do last night. well i came home and i actually did look at the dishes but the whole thing was full and i usually only do half so i figured it wasn't urgent or anything, i don't know, maybe it was the few beers in me and the fact that i had a headache and was tired - whatever it was, i didn't think it was a big deal. well sure enough i get shit as soon as i walk into the kitchen. tom complains that he did 90% of the dishes and "should i just do the rest?" no. okay. i'll do it. by the way, it was like half taken care of. and also, their bratty little son was sitting RIGHT there.. don't you think he could have done some of them?
of COURSE not.
and then like five minutes later, as IF tom was through, he asks mom "did you get your money back??" he was talking about me. my mom gave me FIVE FUCKING dollars to go to the store and pick up some kind of lithium battery. well it was the wrong one so tom wanted to make sure they got their five dollars back. fuck you and go to hell tom. then later today (more like half an hour ago) i made some food for myself. it was a fish fillet that i popped into the oven. took it out when it was done and put it on a plate. tom is UPSTAIRS, which i still don't get this, and he saw me take my plate into the study to go onto the computer. i don't know how the fuck he saw me unless he fucking has video cameras on me but of course he has to say something. nevermind the fact that everybody else does it, including HIM, but he didn't want me to bring my food into the study so he starts bitching and then mom starts yelling "GET THE FOOD OUT OF THE STUDY". like .. why do you do this to me mom? one minute your on my side saying tom is fucking old and retarded and the next minute you're yelling at me? thats the one thing i will aLWAYS hate about my mother. and its sad because i love her, i feel like i can tell her almost anything, and i was always really proud of my relationship with her. but then she pulls this shit once in a while where she is on toms side for some LAME ass shit and she just freaks out and yells at me most likely because tom is getting on her nerves but shit - don't take it out on me. i fucking got her roses on valentines day. none of her other kids got her shit and she still fucking treats me like i'm the worst child.
okay well i have to do something productive today, i feel like a blob. i'm going to go try and move my bed around so my ferret cage has a more permanent place.
okay so i had a very good christmas, got a computer fromy my dad and a camcorder from my mom, and i don't plan on having that happen again so i really hate to complain but not even 6 months later, my brother gets a computer? my twelve year old brother gets a computer? and whats the purpose? whats the deciding factor?? "because he plays games on the computer"
yeah you know what else he does? he plays with his wii (that sounds gross), he plays with his playstation, nintendo, his tv and his TIVO (sp!?)in his room, and a million other things he owns. fuck man. and what does he do to earn all this stuff?? NOTHING not a damn thing. hes a brat 95% of the time. he calls mom fat allll the time and what?-because he adds the word joking at the end of the sentence its all forgiven?? i continue to tell myself i will NEVER EVER NEVER EVER have a child like that. he whines and complains and acts like a 5 year old still (not in the cute way). he is growing up getting every little thing in the world he wants, he is going to not make it in the real world. and get this - mom and tom pay him when he gives the dogs food and water. they actually give him like a check for 10 dollars a week and he keeps them in an envelope. don't get me wrong - this is a good idea, doing chores from some money. but he does one thing, and its like they still buy him the world so whats the point of throwing more money at him? hes already got like a million dollars in his bank account from toms mother passing away, which me and my sister got nada. not that i would expect anything like that, it just sucks because its a slap in the face. and then this morning fucking the dishes weren't taken care of like i said i would do last night. well i came home and i actually did look at the dishes but the whole thing was full and i usually only do half so i figured it wasn't urgent or anything, i don't know, maybe it was the few beers in me and the fact that i had a headache and was tired - whatever it was, i didn't think it was a big deal. well sure enough i get shit as soon as i walk into the kitchen. tom complains that he did 90% of the dishes and "should i just do the rest?" no. okay. i'll do it. by the way, it was like half taken care of. and also, their bratty little son was sitting RIGHT there.. don't you think he could have done some of them?
of COURSE not.
and then like five minutes later, as IF tom was through, he asks mom "did you get your money back??" he was talking about me. my mom gave me FIVE FUCKING dollars to go to the store and pick up some kind of lithium battery. well it was the wrong one so tom wanted to make sure they got their five dollars back. fuck you and go to hell tom. then later today (more like half an hour ago) i made some food for myself. it was a fish fillet that i popped into the oven. took it out when it was done and put it on a plate. tom is UPSTAIRS, which i still don't get this, and he saw me take my plate into the study to go onto the computer. i don't know how the fuck he saw me unless he fucking has video cameras on me but of course he has to say something. nevermind the fact that everybody else does it, including HIM, but he didn't want me to bring my food into the study so he starts bitching and then mom starts yelling "GET THE FOOD OUT OF THE STUDY". like .. why do you do this to me mom? one minute your on my side saying tom is fucking old and retarded and the next minute you're yelling at me? thats the one thing i will aLWAYS hate about my mother. and its sad because i love her, i feel like i can tell her almost anything, and i was always really proud of my relationship with her. but then she pulls this shit once in a while where she is on toms side for some LAME ass shit and she just freaks out and yells at me most likely because tom is getting on her nerves but shit - don't take it out on me. i fucking got her roses on valentines day. none of her other kids got her shit and she still fucking treats me like i'm the worst child.
okay well i have to do something productive today, i feel like a blob. i'm going to go try and move my bed around so my ferret cage has a more permanent place.