Monday, February 16, 2015

just to vent a little

My friend's parents are assholes. Seriously.
Sometimes, I'll admit, my friend does give them an unnecessary attitude.
But holy fuck, they treat her like shit.
And now that they have a new baby, it just got worse.
Right now as I'm typing this, they're in a different room bitching to each other about her. Like they can't just say shit around someone else.
And her dad was talking about getting rid of her cats, just because she didn't clean the litter box the second they told her to. It's really fucking annoying.

I feel bad for her. She doesn't even get her own room in this house. Her "room" is this living room space in a one-bedroom duplex house, so she doesn't even have her own space and she constantly has to be in the presence of them.
And EVERY TIME they are screaming at each other, or their baby is crying, or they want to watch something (and they turn that shit up loud as fuck), she always has to put up with it.

I wish there was something I could do. I could let her stay at my house when she wants, but right now a bunch of my family are staying there.

Everything pretty much sucks all around.

Friday, February 6, 2015

back here again.

I don't know right now.
Hell of a way to start a sentence, amirite?

Nothings really going on for me right now, but I feel the need to talk about my menial life anyways.
But there's not much to say, now, is there?
My
English teacher has been having us write poetry, so that's pretty good, considering I write poetry all the time anyway.
Also my grandma is visiting. She has to stay in my room though. Luckily I have two beds.
Also I'll be seventeen really soon. It's February 6th today, so it's about 27 days from now.
Does that mean next year I'll be considered an adult? I hope not.
I fear responsibility.

Also, I'm afraid of doors. Just thought I'd share.

Kind of a weird thing to fear, I'll admit. I mean, I don't just see a door and run away screaming or anything. It's more like, I fear what could be behind the door. I don't even want to look.

I guess that might have sounded a bit philosophical, but really, I just don't like Jehova's Witnesses.
Or salesmen.
Or people in general.
But that has been remedied a bit now, since from my watchtower bed, I can see the space in front of the front door through my window. So I'll be plenty prepared if a serial murderer comes strolling into my house.

I will probably also be getting braces soon. It's gonna suck, and I'm gonna have to have a routine from now on. And I can't chew gum whenever I want. And I'm gonna have to brush my teeth after eating anything. And I can't snack late at night unless I want to go over the whole extensive teeth brushing thing again. Aaand I have to keep them in for at least 22 hours a day, then get new ones every 2 weeks.
I'm hoping for Invisalign. It seems so much easier. I just hope it doesn't cost us a fortune.


Anyway, I'm stuck in my virtual class for another 10 minutes, so I'll just kill time until I can leave.
Then Algebra. Oh joy.