Shopping with my girls was just what I needed to calm down after such a crazy weekend. But these crazy loud girls standing next to me are going to have to shut the hell up or i'm going to go crazy. It's not necessary to be this freaking loud.

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

Dad and i are much better, thank goodness. We apologized to eachother and now we're going out to walmart.

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

I have to say I have never ever ever hated anoyone more then that stupid bitch my parents call my little sister. She is fucking crazy. Today I was trying to wash her hair because it's so fucking disgusting and greasy. I was trying to do something nice for once. We didn't have to time to give her a bath though so I put her in the tub and told her to bend over so that I could get her hair wet. She started screaming at me two seconds after I got her hair wet that her legs hurt an that she couldn't bend over like that. Then my dad comes running out of his room freaking out because she's screaming and yelling at me that they need to go and she doesn't have time to get her hair washed. Well at this point I had already put soap in her hair and she was still screaming that she hated me. I ran out of the bathroom screaming at my dad because she was screaming and I can't stand her when she acts like that. So my dad is screaming that he needs to leave, she's screaming because she's a bitch, and I'm screaming because I can't stand her. So I walked in the bathroom, took a cup of water and just poured it on her head to get out all the soap. Her clothes got all wet and she screamed even more but I didn't care anymore. I dried her hair off and just said here you fucking go dad, a dirty, bitchy, psycho, child. So I left, went to my room, she screamed for another twenty minutes. Then my dad went downstairs to leave and she went with him. So now my dad is mad at me, my sister is just as bitchy as she always is, and I'm stuck at home with nothing to do because all of my friends are busy. I fucking hate my life right now. I really think that if my little sister were to drop off the face of the earth I really would not care, I hate her that much. And so does the rest of my family. My mom, dad and brother all hate her. And they admit to hating her, it's not just like a look they give her that's like uggh i hate you right now, it's like they've told me they fucking hate her because she's a crazy bitch. I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her I hate her. So now my dad is going to be late to see my aunt and she's going to ask why. When he tells her why it's going to be my fault and that I'm crazy. Yay.

excitement

Just found out i can blog from my phone, i love apps!

Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5

So this Christmas has to have been the worst of all time. Not because I'm a brat and didnt get all five million things that I wanted, or because I'm a self absorbed little bitch that didn't get to tell all of her best friends exactly what she got so that they could all be super jealous and wish they were her. Jake came and spent the night Christmas Eve, which was alright because he had done it last year and I wasn't to overwhelmed. But he spent the night again. Instead of him going home on Christmas day like he did last year my dad decided that it would be better if he just spent the night again so he could go to my aunts with us the next day. Well as soon as we got there he was being weird and wouldn't talk to anyone and kept staring at the floor and pretending like he didn't hear anyone when they were talking to him. So of course my dad yelled at him for that. Then we were playing rob your neighbor and he wasn't playing aand knew that no one was paying attention to him. He snuck upstairs and ate everything he could. He ate two cinnamon roles, two cookies, two handfuls of m&ms and a ton of cheese, but that's all we know about so he could have had a bunch more. By the time my dad realized he was doing this his blood sugar was at four hundred and something when it's supposed to be at around one twenty. So of course my dad yelled at him for that, that's fucking bullshit, he knows how dangerous that is. So he told my dad that he hated stupid Jesus and stupid freaking God, knowing my dad would flip. So my dad took him into another room and yelled at him for about twenty minutes. That wasn't enough for him though, he hadn't acted quite shitty enough. So he went downstairs and started shooting his stupid gun at peoples heads. He hit my cousins girlfriend in the head twice. She's hasn't been to a lot of family things so she doesn't really know much about our family and I'm sure she was embaressed. My cousin Lauren saw him do it and of course she yelled at him because he was being mean to the her and she's really a sweet girl. So she made him apologize, I apologized to my cousin, and then my dad made him apologize to her again. It was so fucking crazy. I just wanted to get out of my aunts house and home. I really never want to see Jake again. I don't care how terrible that sounds, I hate him. He ruined my childhood, and that's not an exaggeration. Our lives are just so normal without him and I hate that he ruins everything by being to loud, pissing off my parents, and making everyone angry. My dad told me he never wants to bring him to another family thing again, or at least not for awhile and I don't have a problem with that.

And that was just today. Yesterday my friend decided she was going to act like a six year old and try to compete with me and show me that she got better presents then I did. I really didn't fucking care. She texted me and said "just thought I'd text you from my brand new droid phone" Fucking congratulations, I don't care. Then she thought she would text me and tell me all the awesome shit that she got. "I got TOMS, a Vera Bradley bag, and my new phone (the brand new droid" Obviously I don't fucking care if I didn't respond to your first text. The only reason you got that shit is because your parents are getting a divorce and they feel bad! You got that shit from your them because your mom is trying to bribe you into living with her and your dad is trying to keep you. I'm so fucking glad that your parents are trying to buy your love. My parents arn't doing so hot right now and unfortunetly they can't afford to buy my love so all the stuff I got can't possibly be as cool as the stuff you got. Whatever you fucking bitch. My neighbors cam over later that day (two are in seventh grade and one is fifth grade) and they were competing with eachother about who had gotten the best present. They were seriously like "You got the xbox 360, well I got brand new real Ugg boots!" My friend was acting as crazy as those stupiud girls. Sometimes I really want to beat the shit out of her. How the hell am I supposed to react to this kind of behavior?

Goodness gracious. I'm so busy I never have time to blog anymore. Not that I did it much anyway. I can't wait untill next semester when I never have to do anything. Now I'm off to Calvin's choir concert.