YEAH RIGHT.

Yeah. I did lie about that iddn't I?

 

At least I can type better now.

 

NEVER AGAIN AND THIS TIME I MEAN IT....!

...until you get handed something else! :lol:

:(

 

Ha...

 

Are you supposed to put oranges in sangria? My mom did and I dunno.... LMFAO

It's raining a lot here

The Arcade Fire kicks fucking ASS. Now, I just need to see them in NYC.... Hmmm.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOH KISSES SWEETER THAN WINE!

SHUT UP KELI ABOUT WINE

 

*clutches head*

 

errrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. I knew i'd be regretting drinking that.... Feck.

I'd kill to get to see Amsterdam live...

 

AHHH! LUCKY SAN DIEGANS!

I better go to bed.... :rolleyes:

Ack, I just killed 100 Bling in the Casino... :(

I just shaved my head :stunned:

That I should get off this damn computer. :/

my sister's blog, originally on myspace...

 

 

 

 

lecture time

Current mood: anxious

 

warning::

this is really long, sad, kind of depressing, and boring, or funny.........soooo if you don't have the time, don't read it! :)

 

 

Sister and I were washing the cars, and we were wearing chenille gloves to wash the car. We didn't want our hands to get all pruny, so I went inside and got some gloves to wear under the chenille to keep our hands dry...for some strange reason, this made my dad angry, and all of a sudden he decided to give a lecture :)

 

he lectured on and on about how everything is "given" to us, and our lives our sooooo eeaaassyyyyy...and how we should APPRECIATE what they do for us. How hard it is to work, and how easy it is to go to school everyday.........

 

 

They say we don't APPRECIATE what they do for us?

 

what do my parents do for me?...sure, the house, the food, the school, the computers, the gadgets, the parties, the car...what more could I ask for???

 

what about our relationship dad??? we don't have one...you don't even know my favorite color...you don't know what makes me laugh or smile...you don't know what I go through everyday...you don't ask about my day. If someone were to ask you about me, you would have nothing to say. You don't know me...I don't know you...so when you yell and scream at me out of nowhere, I don't see what makes you think you have the right to,besides the fact that you're my dad...you know nothing about me...both you and mom treat me like a child...how can you expect me to act like an adult if you don't treat me like one???

 

as for you mom, you sort of know me...you know me more than dad...but I can't really tell you everything, because if I do, all you will do is criticize me, trust me, I've tried. I run the risk of getting the "stare" and being looked at like I'm senseless, mindless, and insane! I also run the risk of a slap in the face...those hurt...a lot. You always have to be right...you get mad over stupid little shit that doesn't even matter...like tomato stains in kitchen sink, or the pillows on the couch are crooked...you SCREAM your head off over these things...why? I always have to worry about the house being clean before you come home from work, because if it's not, you become a monster, and you cry and cry over nothing. You take pride in being better at doing some things than me...why??? You are jealous of me...WHY? how can you be jealous of your own daughter? can't you just be happy for me???

 

remember when you kicked me and gouged your nails into my arm until I bled, just because you saw me hugging henry at the mall? How I cried and cried and you just kept hitting me and hitting me and your eyes were bloodshot and your veins were popping out of your neck and you were telling me to "shut the fuck up?"

 

remember when you saw the digital camera had pictures of me that were showing a little cleavage, and you took the camera and said "what the fuck is this??" and started hitting me on the head with the camera???

 

remember how even to this day, if I look at you funny, or say "what" the wrong way, you'll lose your temper and start screaming at me, and bring up a whole new lecture about me not appreciating you??

 

I can't really be open with you guys about ANYTHING that's going on in my life, because you make me feel stupid, and I'm always doing something wrong...now you ask me, "what do we do that makes you feel stupid?" (with a smirk on your face) and I have no answer, because there's just been too many times that I can't even recall...I'll start writing them down! The only time you guys are really happy with me is when you force me to sing at church or play the piano, or cook at our parties, so you can get all those compliments on how talented your daughter is, you like to show me off, because I'm a "reflection" of you...

 

How can you guys say that I don't appreciate anything you do for me?? It's like everytime you get me something or do something for me, you expect me to bow down to your feet and kiss it! I clean, I cook, I rarely ever have an attitude...I never talk back to you, I never raise my voice, I always agree, I don't fight with you...I always pick up after your shit around the whole house, because your lazy asses can't throw empty rappers and containers of food away...CLEAN UP AFTER YOURSELVES!

 

remember dad, when you got mad at me for not cooking your salami right, and how you got so pissed and had me stay in my room just because I didn't cook it right???

 

remember when we just got back to the house, after mom saw me "hugging henry" and you threw the umbrella at the vase and it shattered, and you told me to clean it up???

 

remember how mom was hitting me and you told me to stop crying and shut up???

 

remember how when you were angry at me, because the kitchen wasn't clean, so you'd take it out on mudsy our dog?? you would kick him, remember?

 

remember when you were changing the paper towel dispenser in the kitchen because it ran out, and you opened the new paper towel bundle and left the pastic wrap on the counter and didn't even replace the old one, even though it was only 2 inches away?

 

Remember how you always eat popcicles and icecream, and just leave the rappers and the sticks for me to clean up?

 

remember when you spilled coffee on the floor, and I cleaned it right up for you???

 

remember that time you told me to stop eating, because I was on a diet, and so I said "you should stop too", and you got all crazy and started yelling at me, and saying stupid shit like..."I'M AN ADULT, I CAN MAKE MY OWN CHOICES!!!!" what about your health??? who gives a shit if you're an adult...you're a diabetic dumbass!!! then I locked myself in the bathroom downstairs for 3 hours, because you were such an ass...

 

 

yeah, I don't appreciate you guys...really I don't.

 

my goodness, I'm suprised I'm not a druggie, or a sick drunk!!! one day, I'm going to explode...one day I won't be here to be your maid and be at your every beck and call...one day you'll realize how much you took ME for granted...one day you'll realize how much you need me...all these little things that you do are just buildling up inside of me...every little thing that you do seems to make me so angry now...well parents, what comes around goes around...

 

I love you, but you are naive and blind.

Heck, no way I'm wasting time here...

Fucking electrisity company....GAH!!! :angry: :angry: :angry:

I wish I could see the Stones again!?

 

FECK. :cry:

that song is so great

I'LL NEVER BE YOUR BEAST OF BURDEN!

There's no-one I know who I can rely on. Kinda sad. :(

^Aww that sucks

 

I have power again! :D

Power over what? :stunned:

i start class tommorow :/

I give up at life.

Power over what? :stunned:

 

Oh I had a huge power cut and the electrics had only just came on after like 18 hours :stunned: