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I've been so stressed lately.
I dunno why.
Probably because my dad's here.
stare
Along with that...
I feel like I've been hiding my emotions lately.
Just... I dunno.
*Sighs,*
It's really hard to explain, I guess.
Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to myself.
Sometimes I feel like noboby's there.
Then there's times where everybody wants to talk.
Times where everybody won't leave me alone.
It's really weird.
I wish that there was the perfect amount.
Or better yet.
I wish I could just go on vacation to clear my mind.
Away from all my family.
I'd love to go on vacation with my closest friends.
But that's just a dream.
Stress is hard to deal with when you have your brother calling you 'mom.'
Yeah. Can you believe it?
My own brother, calling me 'mom.'
I was like, 'Wtf?'
Whelp... time for a paragraph of venting about my life.
Read it if you truly care... I guess.
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With my dad being here, I feel I have no privacy what-so-ever. He always barges in my room whenever he pleases. Just like everybody else. Especially my brother. Whenever I'm talking to somebody on the phone [weither it be my mom, James, Corey, whomever], he always just waltzes on in, stealing my money. I HID two dollars behind my dresser that's next to the door, and my brother took it. Yeah. Can you believe it? I saw him take it, then he denied taking it later. I saw it in his room before he went to bed, and I got so pissed I went in my room, shut the door and locked it. I told my dad, too, but he didn't do anything. He's like, "Well, that's what you get for hiding it, now isn't it?" and s**t. Seriously. D:< You're not supposed to piss a girl off when she's PMSing. Oh. Oh ho ho. There's another time my brother stole money from me. When I was going out with Kyle, he was over at my apartment and we were in my bedroom. He was listening to my CD's, and I was playing my guitar. Then my brother comes in, picks a fight with me, takes 20 dollars from the top of my dresser [now remember, both me AND Kyle are witnesses of this], and leaves. I told my mom, then my brother got seriously defensive and was like, "Nooo! She's lying!" then he started to cry, just to win over my mother's affection. If my kid is like that, I'll go crazy. I'm not even kidding. I'll go psycho-b***h on my husband's a**. D:<
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End rant.
whee
 CaRto0nz · Tue Jun 12, 2007 @ 03:50pm · 0 Comments |
