Moving?
I have been having miserable days lately. My parents, my brother (Andy) and I went to go tour a house over in New Hampshire.They all seemed to like it,and don't get me wrong-i loved it,but every house we have looked at,they get me all excited and say they'll buy it. Have they?No,of course not.They'll just crush their daughters hopes and keep looking for more and more houses.Honestly,NO ONE knows how sick of this I am. My parents have been looking for houses since last September.Tour after tour...At first i really wanted to move,but now i'm so sick of talking about houses-that i don't give a shit if we move or not. I want them to stop looking and to just be happy where they are instead of wishing they were being happy somewhere else.I got so sick of all the talking that I pretty much yelled at my mom last night and slammed the door in her face.Heh,you might think it's a silly thing to do,but i'm pretty sure if you were in my position-you'd do it too.It's times like these where i wish i had a boyfriend.So i didn't have so much time on my hands to think about things like houses so much.I have nothing better to think about right now-so i'm stuck hating my parents. (sigh) Life goes on.And school will take my mind off of so many issues here at "home".
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