Friday, July 29, 2005

   YET ANOTHER BITTER SWEET DAY:
You know what? I am starting to really hate these. I am now getting them every single day, and I am either in everyones way, having everyone angry at me, or they piss the hell out of me.

Lets see... the sweet part. I would have to say it started last night around eleven and lasted until about one or two this morning. Brian and I had been arguing (not fighting) arguing for the past day and a half. Well, anyway... we talked about it last night. It was real good because when one of us started to escalate... we would calm our selves down, so we were able to have a REAL conversation. So things we got things settled, or at least as settled as they could be. So that was real good... And then he had to go to bed because he had to go to work in a few hours. Anyway... he was going to go for like thirty minutes, but we kept talking... and then I let him go! ;) ;)

Lets see, another good part of last night was that Korin asked me if I would like to stay the night in the next two weeks! That will be so fun. She said that she is going to ask her mom if I, her friend Christine, and someone else... Katie(?) to all spend the night!! Whoot! YAY! That would be fun!

Well, this part is bitter and sweet. Chrissy is mad and says that Korin and me are talking bad about her and are ganging up on her. Meh, we aren't but she will believe what she wants to believe. The sweet part of it is that she said that she can come over on tuesday night. YAY. But I don't know if it will actually happen, like if she will actually come over... meh, she said she would.

Anyway, then around two in the morning, I had to wake my mom up to help feed the kittens. So I did, and she helped. Then she went back to bed, and them dang kitties kept crying because they wanted to play... so they played until like five in the morning!! ((I still love them thought)). Then they woke up around eight o'clock.

Well... that was around where my day started turning to crap. I had a headache, I was tired, and my stomach still hurt soo bad! The kittens were so hungry and were screaming so loud that I couldn't feed them by myself, So I opened up my door to ask my mom if she could help me. Come to turn out that she wasn't home and didn't leave a note. It is the not telling me or leaving a note that made me mad. She said that she didn't want to wake me up because she knows that I don't get enough sleep. So I get her reasoning, but still, she used to leave notes or whatever.

Then lets see... I got on-line, and well, I got a reply from the police department and then they haven't written me back. I am getting tired of this bull shit. How can there be justice if they don't talk to you? Answer that!! I mean, come on people. I know they have a lot of cases, but it has been a friggen month now. Whatever... I am thinking of writting an e-mail to this cop guy and ask him. Maybe then I will get a real response. Meh, justice systems suck right now.

Then, my mom and Royce got home. Well... my mom had a migrain, so she was sleeping. So Royce (my stepdad) watched evolution because he fell asleep through it last night. Well, that wasn't such a problem, the problem is that every single figgen time that he watches TV, a movie, or a DVD, he has a volume turned up so loud, you can feel the sound vibartions move through your eyes and brain, and I AM NOT KIDDING. It is loud. And you can listen to music loud and whatever, but I had told them that I had a headache too, but he didn't acknowledge it, and still watched it that loud. Then toward the end, my mom woke up, and so then I had to get dressed because I had to look at a dresser at this one place... but no... I had to do it RIGHT THEN! I couldn't wait or whatever.

So when we got home, he said right then that we had to measure to see if the dresser would fit in my room. Well, my mom and I went into the room, but we didn't measure it, we fed the kittens. So when my step dad asked if it would fit... I said that we didn't check and he got all pissy. What the hell... I don't like doing things on everyones dime... when everyone says it. Like I have to go somewhere right now... I got to do something right now... Come on... everytime he says I have to do something, it is always when I have a REAL BAD HEADACHE/MIGRAIN, and he still expects me to do it... Come On.

So whatever... And then I had let my mom read the last post, and she didn't really say anything. But when she did say something she said that I am going to "grow some balls, grow some big hairy balls" She said that I have to tell my dad that I am not going to the big family reunion, because they say that taking pets there is 'inapproriate'. So I can't. But I can't leave the kittens anywhere... not even with anyone. So the options are stay home for a week and not go to the reunion, stay home for a week and go to the reunion and not take the kittens and make them starve, stay at someones place where I can keep the kittens, Or stay home for a week and go to the reunion and bring the kittens. Everyone says that the last option isn't even an option... so whatever. I am responsible for four little lives here... even though this is fostering, it is just like if I had gotten a job. I don't want to miss the reunion because I haven't seen everyone for a real long time, and whatever.

So whatever... again, making everyones life worse. What the hell is up with that. No matter what I do, I am making someones life worse... I think that is all I am good at!

Whatever... I am going to go... I am watching my favorite movie "The wedding planner" and I am going to go get some Ice cream! WHOO HOO!

~muah~ -=huggles=- and much love.
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