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I hate pompous, insensitive assholes. [Rant] |
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Sadly my family is predominantly comprised of them. So here's what's ticking me off today.
Yesterday I was sick with a cold/flu/whatever and on top of that, I'm blind as a freaking bat because I don't have anymore contacts. I'm currently waiting for them to be mailed out from my previous residence and the post office ******** up so they haven't gotten here yet. I've been talking about getting glasses anyway since I had only one contact for a long time (when I say the post office ******** up, it means the package was supposed to be here three weeks ago and wasn't) and it gives me intense headaches.
Well, since I couldn't stay on the computer for very long without feeling like a sledgehammer was being driven into my brain, I stayed in my room and watched TV as best I could. To watch TV, I have to sit literally with my nose pressed against the screen (as I'm using the computer right now, btw) and it is quite a comical sight, if you're not me.
Now, I make light of my situations quite often because if I didn't I'd probably be a lot worse off, so I joke around a little about not being able to see. It gets me, though, that my stepmother comes into my room to say something and upon seeing me sitting in front of the TV as I was, starts laughing hysterically. Okay, laugh a little. But then I try to say something to her and she won't stop. She won't listen to what I'm saying or anything. There should be limits, right?
There's this also: my father, and subsequently my stepmother, are not hurting for money. Sure they have a lot of big expenses, but if she can sit there and pick out expensive furniture she doesn't need, they have money to toss. But they can't help me get glasses, right? They say that's too much of an expense and that I should wait until my contacts get here, even though there's only a pair left. So her furniture is more important than my well-being? Because honestly, it does physically hurt when I can't see. I have constant headaches and I feel nauseous. Not that she cares, oh no. I have the opportunity to write this because right now, she's over at Hom Furnishings picking out s**t she doesn't need while I sit with my nose pressed against the screen.
Gotta love family, right?
 Aberration Nation · Sat Jan 06, 2007 @ 09:01pm · 2 Comments |
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