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2010-12-18 9:11 PM Blah-g #215 Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) |
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I really really fucking hate my family sometimes. Druggie brother and retard sister say I do nothing but sleep all day while I am the one watching the two youngest brothers. On my mom’s boyfriend’s birthday they left after Hoopla (2nd youngest brother) got out of school and left. That was about 4pm give or take. Mom and Asshole (for the sake of shortness and details we’ll call mom’s boyfriend asshole) don’t get home til after fucking 11pm. Druggie brother left oh around lets say 5:30pm and didn’t come home til the next day. Retard Sister went to her room and passed out asleep (with the help of drugs prolly) and didn’t get up til 2pm the next day. And who watched the babies? Yep. Me. Then from Friday to Sunday I had been getting up at about 7am. Why I have no fucking clue. But I did. So I ended up ya know wanting to help my mom a bit more cuz she’s got a really bad head cold that’s so far lasted about a week and a half. So I get the two youngest ones and I watch them in the living room of course it doesn’t stop me from texting Master and doing other stuff. Then the bitching comes. I’m texting Master something and Druggie wakes up and says YOU’RE NOT EVEN WATCHING THEM! YOU’RE JUST WATCHING YOUR PHONE! Then half an hour later Retard wakes up. I frown and just keep going about my business and watching the two younger ones, and then I hear an angered sigh and Retard asking what happened to all the hot pockets. And she and Druggie look over at me. I give them a blank look like what the fuck don’t look at me. And then Druggie asks who ate them all, Retard leans over the peninsula and leers at me and says well she was the one who was up all night. I was like I only ate two! And they both said in unison AT A TIME. I got so pissed off I didn’t eat for the rest of the day. I’m sure I might have touched on this in my last blog but god damn! Just because I’m big doesn’t mean I eat fucking everything like a pig. Sure I’ll pig out when I’m at an all you can eat but fuck man and the sad part is that I haven’t really been eating so much since after my first bout of Tonsillitis. Which thankfully I am getting over finally, I am glad for that. Im finally off my period and got my birth control. YAY No little kittens for me anytime soon. So I checked my AutoCAD grade and I got a “C” though I’m 99.9% sure I failed the other three classes. This semester was just really hard on me. Having three classes in late afternoon and at night was proably the part that killed me the most, then getting sick with the Tonsilitis. Was totally not fun. But I’m kinda glad cuz I was able to make 3 friends. Which is way better than just one friend in the past 3 semesters. >.> I’m not a very socialable person as I can be either way too hyper for my own good (even Master thinks so) or I’ll be just creepy as all fucking hell. Seriously. I have a pair of teeth that Master had pulled a couple years back and I have his hair from when he first got it cut since I had asked him to grow it out for me. Yeah, I’m not that crazed obsessed lover you all fear. :kitty: Anyways I’ve started to notice stuff. I mean like shadow people and voices WAY more often than before I got sick. Though I try my hardest not to tell Master because he tells me “Look at it from a Scientific point of view and then once you’ve proven it wasn’t something mundane then start looking past that.” I dunno. Its just hard to talk to him about it cuz he makes it seem like I’m more fucked up in the head than I think I am. I’ve also noticed that if I go a few days to a week without energy feeding I start feeling sick, lightheaded, dizzy, and lethargic. I think this last period was one of the most horrible because I’m loosing blood and I have no way to feed. It kinda bugs me that aside from Master I have no other donor. I’ve had a friend offer but I couldn’t do that to her. Especially if she’s trying not to cut herself, and besides Owner forbids me to drink anyone else’s blood. So I’m pretty much stuck on his blood and bits of energy I nip at when I get a chance. So yeah. I also noticed I can’t eat fast foods or anything greasy at all, because if I do I get dooky blood. And it is so not fun. >.> So I decieded I’m gonna make concious changes in my eating habits and taking up exerscing and I tell my mom I wanna go back into ballet. She looks at me for a sec and then busts a gut laughing hysterically at me. I was being serious. FML. But I’m gonna try it anyways. More for my health and I’m sure Master would love a more flexible me. Oh holy fuck I’m nervous as hell. By this time tomorrow night I’ll be on my way back to PA to visit Master for my winter break. Which is just a little less than 3wks. I still have to at the very least tell my mom’s bf that I’m leaving and won’t be back for a couple weeks. >.< Anyways I’m almost done packing. I got all my crap and presents and enterainment packed up all I need to do is finish up cleaning at the very least the floor of my room and do some laundry and I’ll be ready to go. Anyways you ask why I’m so nervous? I’m gonna be flying. Holy shit fucks, I can’t even get on a damn step stool without freaking out that I’m gonna fall off break my ankle and end up breaking my neck either dying or beicoming a para or quadroplegic. Yeah I’m that paraniod of falling. I guess you could say to the point of unhealthy obsessing over it. Yeah pretty sad. So I’m gonna be taking a sketchbook, my netbook (price how much an upgrade would be I’d be happy just to get the fucking home ed so I can change this god damn fucking blue background!!!), laptop (to see if we can repair it), my zune, my camera, my phone of course, my two older mp3 players for Master, two surprises for him, a clock for his dad that I made in AutoCAD (oh I really hope they let me on with it.), hopefully if I can find the earrings I made his mom (if not I have a silver plated necklace), a plush for his brother, and all the various cables for said electronics. And of course a couple shirts and under clothing. I’ll also be taking my ANTI-FINN HAT!!! WOOT! And my jacket. So yeah lol. Anyways other than the clock I doubt I’d have any problems but I’m still gonna ask just to make sure. The last thing I need is to be taken aside and have my things searched and me start crying cuz I have no fucking clue what’s going on. >.> Yes. If you really don’t know me more or less you’d know behind my “Ooh I’m a bad ass goth chick, I’ll fuck you up if you look at me wrong” crunchy exterior I’m just a big glob of smooshy nugat like a Snickers bar © lol. I do feel really bad that I’m gonna miss my friend Sam’s bday, xmas with my little bros, my mom’s bdady, and new years. Of course I’ll call Sam on hers and my mom on hers. I even have a little surprise for her though I do hope she doesn’t find it before then. I made my mom a pair of earrings as well. Pretty much the same as the ones for Master’s mom only difference is that on my moms earrings is stamped with an E for Elvis and my mom’s name which happens to start with an E as well and the ones for Master’s mom have an A stamped on them as his mom’s name starts with an A. I just wish I could fucking find them! :iconfrageplz: and It’s pissing me the fuck off that I cant remember where I left them. Yeah I have really bad memory. Two semesters ago in one of my classes we were studying the brain and its functions and one of the sections was memory and I did worse than the oldest person in the class who was almost 65 years old. I wasn’t even 21 yet. Hell sometimes I can’t even remember where I leave my glasses. Usually when I go to bed I leave them on my jewelry box on the top shelf of my bookshelf, if I put them on the 2nd shelf I’m pretty much fucked and go into a FRAGE saying I cant find them only to go back 2 or 3 hrs later and find them on the 2nd shelf. Yeah pathetic lol. Anywhoo nothing else really going on, just more family bullshit, Master trying to convince me to just stay and live with him, me wanting to stay here because I’m going to college here and there’s no way I’d just drop out and start over again at a different college if I know I can transfer. Anyways tis time for me to go sleepy now. Master’ll be mad at me if I don’t sleep. |
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