One Of Several Reasons.
February 05, 2003 9:05 a.m.
I originally started writing an e-mail to Jay,
and I decided at the last minute to post an entry about it instead.
This way I can share with you why I hate my "family", well not hate but
strongly dislike at moments. What most of you don't know is that I
don�t have a bedroom, when I moved from Detroit to come stay with my
mom in Florida, I had no idea the living room would be my 'living
situation'. Every morning that my sister has school, I wake my happy
ass up and out of �bed� (better known as our second couch), to get her
up and ready for the school day. So I am awake at six in the morning,
and by the time ten p.m. comes, I�m ready for sleep.
Does my need
for sleep cross into my parent's inconsiderate minds? Well of course
not, why that would be respecting my needs. And God forbid that should
happen. I turned off the lights and turned off the T.V., snuggled under
my blanket, and just as I was about to fall asleep, the light was
turned on, and not the lamp� a light that could light up the Sin City.
So I�m laying there on a lumpy ass couch, with a blinding light shining
in my face. They can�t deny they saw my frustration, but of course that
didn�t stop them. As I was trying to ignore the light and the
uncomfortable couch, the T.V. clicked on. So now I definitely couldn�t
go to sleep, I was angry, irritated and annoyed.
What topped the night off, was that they were both smoking, and I am
allergic to smoke, I can�t breathe and my head throbs when I inhale
smoke, for that same reason "Mary-Jane" and I aren�t friends. And they both
knew of this. I got up and walked outside before I started feeling sick
from all of it. It was cold outside so I couldn�t very well stay out
there. I came back in and they printing on the computer, ugh! We have
the loudest printer, ever, this is not an exaggeration; it sounds like
a washing machine! I tried to ignore everything up till that point, but
I just couldn�t. I yelled � and I quote "You two are inconsiderate,
chain smoking, intolerable, unacceptable poor excuses for parents!" end
quote. They just looked at me, they were both dumbfounded.
I laid back down on the couch and covered my entire body with
the blanket, and in less then two minutes they turned everything off
and went into their room, not saying a word to me. I can�t say I�m not
glad. Because I was a happy camper after that. I fell asleep almost
immediately. This morning they are giving me the 'cold shoulder'. I
guess they want an apology, well it never hurts to want. They�re
definitely not getting an apology. So yeah, that�s one of my many
reasons of why I hate my life. I hope I get hired at Cedar Point that
way I can move far, far away, I disdain this place.