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Wednesday, August 10, 2005


   WHAT!?!?!?!
Ya' know how I go to Barne's & Noble's every so often to relax (sometimes with Josh, sometimes alone)? Well, my brother has alerted me to the fact that he thinks that he'll be going to Barne's & Noble's every week or so now with his friends.
I can't let that happen. That little turd gives me no other place to rest. He cannot just waltz in and say that B&N's is his new little hang-out. That's the only place I don't have to deal with his obnoxious crap or his stupid friends. And don't think I can "share" it with him either. That brat ruins everything he's a part of, and I'm not willing to be in the same store as him if my goal is to relax. And don't think we can "share" the number of times a week we go either. I rarely ever get to go, so I'm not willing to have that cut in half. He's not mature enough to be left in a store alone anyway. I was going to ask my mom if I could go first thing when she got home, but my brother's already thinking he's "gotten dibs". He called her at work and left her a message (but that's almost worse, since we won't get a clear answer from her till she gets home).

I'm seriously so stressed out that I'm trembling. My manga runs are the only thing that have been keeping me sane the past year. They're too important to me for him to just up and take them away. I hate my brother. All he ever does is case stress (by either doing selfish things like this, or just doing things for the purpose of being annoying). I can't take his crap anymore. Jeeze, this is total BS. I sure hope my mom isn't too stressed out that she can't decide properly. She's had to work extra hard and extra long this week, so she may just do what's easiest to settle the argument by letting my brother ruin the last thing I have. She isn't very fair or that good of a listener when she's even the slightest bit stressed. She's said (very lightly) before when my brother asked to go with me on a run, that he couldn't go because he'd drive me crazy. At least she realizes that, but that only gives me so much hope. My mom is hypocritical at times, and her decision can hang on something as minute as what she had for breakfast. And with how stressful it's been for her at work, it doesn’t look good.

This is so unfair. I knew he'd ruin or at least taint (strong words, I know, but he's THAT bad) the last thing I didn't have to have compromised. I feel like total s#!t at the moment, if you couldn't already tell.

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