Saturday, October 3, 2009

bad night bad night

wow,I wasn't as sick asyesterday but man tonight went from good to bad. jeez.
mom wants us( peter and I) home right now. I don't really wanna deal with anything at home or with anyone really. I just wanna go somewhere like a beach and just watch the waves so i wont have to think about anything. sigh. everything is pissing me off, from chores to school work. jeez. freakin crazy ass classes assigning hella shit to me. hella reading, research, essays and crap fuck! give me a break. Then I come home and there's not even something decent to eat -.- i would look in the fridge and there'd be just jars and crap. nothing.

oh yeah I just remembered; on thursday or wedsday I was still suffering from sickness and had to use the restroom. I asked him if he could pick me up. he said yeah so as my stop approached the stop i texted him to come now cause I needed to go. I waited like 5 minutes and remembered that last time I waited an hour and could've been home by then so I was like -fuck this im not gonna wait for his ass- so I walk and walk I was half way home, 30 minutes of walking. when he called me. I was pissed. he was like "where are you, I'm at the lightrail" me: wtf -.- I tell him that I'm almost at walmart. when he FINALLY picked me up I was pissed and he assumed that "we were cool" fuck that I was mad. then when we arrived at the house he was like "pull in the trashn and recycling bin" i was like wtf I need to use the restroom why the heck would I text you to come early, call you three fucken times. so yeah. bad day that was.

but yeah. mmom wants me home and I really couldn't give a shit right now. i aint the driver and if she wanted us home she could contact peter. He does have a cellphone too.

I think i know why this is happening to me. I don't stand up for myself. I get pushed around tooo much and its finally pissing the shit out of me. you know what? I had it. moms always say "cause your more responsible, better than your brother" what a load of SHIT -.- I dont give a shit if im better than him or not, I want an equal share of work distributed. why the hell should I be stuck with the chores and crap while he spends most of his time MSing. fuck.

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