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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2010 11:47 pm
No, really it feels like it's tearing itself in half.
I can't go to the hospital because it'll run me about $1,000 even WITH government healthcare because I live in omfg america so aweomse ttlyy kewel.
There is no perfect country (except Scotland (; ) so I'll just deal with being in shitty health so the next generation can ponder why the ******** everyone is dying of heart disease/heart attacks.
I don't even eat fast food or stuff that has a lot of fat. I had my first soda today in months and my stomach almost exploded but it was so damn good.
On another note I have decided that my father is an a**. neutral Today is Fourth of July (who gives a s**t?) and we were with family and of course he has to go through his whole spew of "Oh we're just adults we don't know anything we're all just ******** stupid and the teenagers know everything."
Excuse you? I'm 18, aka a legal ******** adult aka I can move the ******** out whenever I please (need a ******** job first, dammit) and tell you to shove it if I'd like.
But I hold my tongue because if you get in my face ever again I'm going to ******** go crazy and stop talking to you etc etc.
Then later someone brings up Obama and he has to be all Mr. ******** Tough Guy and talk a whole bunch of s**t when he doesn't know anything about politics. I learned the first day in Government class that you can watch the news every day at 6PM and still not know s**t about politics and you should probably just shut the ******** up. I'm not saying I'm an expert, but I don't go around parading like I'm ******** Einstein on the subject.
And then he really ******** hurt my feelings. We were talking about college and I said that I changed my mind from nursing because I do not think that I have the stomach for it and I think I would be more suited for business. And then I jokingly said that I'd rather work in an air conditioned office and sit on my a** all day than wipe butts. And he just gave me like, the most ******** disappointed look ever. I just wanted to get in his face and scream ******** you at the top of my lungs.
His philosophy = if you don't work outside doing manual labour you are a lazy, good for nothing, piece of s**t.
I may be lazy but I am not a piece of s**t (sometimes). Every ******** time there's a family get together he pulls this bullshit. I can't even talk to him right now because I'm scared I'll say something and get kicked out. If that happens I can go stay with Culley's dad but that won't work out too well because I don't have a job. But at least his parents actually give a s**t about me. I honestly feel like mine don't anymore. It's like "Okay, you're 18 now. You know EVERYTHING and can do it ALL by yourself. Have fun kthnxbai." Uhm, no. Turning 18 doesn't suddenly make you smart/wise/whatever.
My parents told me that they would pay for part of my phone bill until I get a job. They haven't paid for s**t yet and they probably aren't going to and I am pissed at myself because I ******** KNEW they would do this. It's okay if they want to ******** up their credit: I don't give a s**t. But don't ******** up mine the first chance I have to get any. They're acting like this has been going on a year when I've only had my phone for a month and a half. I had to pay the first bill $126, myself. My mom was supposed to pay me back two weeks ago. I can't ask them for it because I ******** suck at that kind of s**t. I almost never ask my parents for money. I try hard to pay for everything I need myself, even though I have a limited amount of money.
My parents pay me $20 a week to do the dishes. It seems like a lot, but I have to wash the dishes almost three times a day. My parents have gotten so ******** lazy. I almost fear for my brother's safety whenever I move out. I'll probably have to take him to the doctor/dentist/whatever because they'll never do it. My mom used to ******** b***h constantly about people not washing their own dishes, but she'll make dinner and leave it all out. Uhm, how old are you again? If you make a mess, ******** clean it up. It's not that goddamn hard. I've had to throw away so much ******** food because it sits there for so long.
I can't handle it here anymore.
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2010 5:41 pm
I talked to my mom about it and she blabbed to my dad so he apologized and told me he didn't mean anything by it.
I still don't regret anything I said, cause I was just venting n' s**t.
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