[Wasting Time]
This morning my idiot of a little sister screamed at me for an hour because I told her to clean HER cat's litter box, and she's too lazy to do it. So finally I just said that I was sick of her shit and went into my room.
And then she calls my mom and says "HE was yelling at me!" Because if Little Miss Perfect doesn't get her way she HAS to bitch and moan until she does. And my mom gets on the phone and starts yelling at me because I OBVIOUSLY yell at her soooooo much. And I told her that THIS, this kind of SHIT that I have to deal with all the time, THIS is why I want out of here. THIS is the reason I don't want to live here anymore.
Who the fuck would willingly submit to THIS for another four years, why the fuck would I give up my life for another four years JUST TO GET THIS SHIT AT SEVEN IN THE MORNING?
No wait, I am the one that's wrong here. It's only LOGICAL for me to stay here because I SAVE HER THE MONEY TO PAY FOR COLLEGE. GUESS WHAT...I'M PAYING NO MATTER WHAT. I GOT TO SCHOOL AND I PAY TUITION. I STAY HERE AND I LOSE MY SANITY.
And it's not like this is all that pisses me off so much. It's just shit like this that I deal with every fucking day that sets me off. I mean there's no end to it all. At night idiots won't give me space to breathe, and during the day it's impossible to escape them.
I go to school and see morons running around in wigger-wear; these are the kids that are too stupid to see that they're definately NOT black and they wear the clothes that make them look more like retards. These are the kids that wear clothes from like South Pole or I don't even know what the fuck else because they think it makes them look ghetto-er. Why the fuck would you want to look like you were poor? I have nothing against poor people, but the people that have to wear shit like that probably don't want to. These companies aren't making any money off of the people that first wore those clothes. They're making all their money off of the idiots that think they need to look black to be cool. A note to all you kids out there on the internet: just being black doesn't make you cool.
Then I go to work and have to deal with all the shit there too. It used to be morons that wanted their 50 thousand cans bagged, each in a paper bag. Now it's much worse. Now I have to deal with kids that have no respect for anyone. Why? Because their parents give them every fucking thing they want and don't make them learn any manners out of it. These kids will scream across a room for their idiot cohort to give them something because they're too lazy to get off their fat lazy ass and walk 10 feet to get it themself.
Then I come home just to hear my mom yell at me for two hours about college, and how it doesn't make any sense at all for me to move out and go to school. She says "All I'm saying is that it's LOGICAL for you to stay here and go to school at the technical college for $6,000 a year instead of moving out and paying $20,000 to live at school." Cheaper, yes. Logical, no. As I stated before, I'm going crazy here. I deal with so much shit on a daily basis from my shithead sister and everyone else here that I can't stand it. The worst part is, no matter how wrong anyone else is, I'm still stuck with all the blame. Why? Because I am the one that's ALWAYS wrong.
I go on my computer, online to escape. To escape the rest of my life because I can't stand it. And as soon as I go on, some kid starts bothering me. This is a kid that can't even speak english, and HE'S playing out that HE is better than me. I'm not saying like he thinks Ebonics is a real language. I mean he can't even speak english half the time. He says to me last night, "I'd like to see you pick up another language like I did, then you can come back at me and talk about how I can't speak english." How about French, Spanish, Italian, HTML, C, C++? There's...one, two, three, four, five...six languages I've learned in the past 5 years. Sorry I didn't beat your record of four years, but I think I didn manage to make up for that with the fact that I did six instead of just one.
It wouldn't be so bad if he just couldn't speak english. But when every night he comes back to me just to tell me about how much better he is than I am that pisses me off. It wouldn't even be so bad if he were, in fact better than me. But he isn't, not in the least. He's a bigotous, uneducated idiot that thinks he knows everything about EVERYTHING because he's foreign.
I mean, this is the kid that tries to tell me EVERY night that the president started a draft, just so that we could go to war some more. That's one opinion. The misrepresentation of facts pisses me off though. You see third-party, unbiased magazines, such as the E-Talking Head that have said all along that Kerry's draft was just that, KERRY'S DRAFT. Moreover, we have such other sites as RealPolitik, or LittleGreenFootballs (which got an award for 2004's best blog in journalism. I would really prefer those respected sources over some idiot from another country that can't even speak english.
Then this morning I wake up and have to deal with shit. In two ways. I take my brother to school as I usually do, then I came home to see a note on the table. It said "Make sure the cat litter box gets cleaned out." So since my sister is always telling everyone how the cat is HERS, I told her to clean it up. What does she do? She stands there screaming and bitching and pissing and moaning for an hour at me because I should me the one that has to do it, since I was the first one to read the note. Oh yeah. That's how it's supposed to work.