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I came home from Abbie's house, and got the laptop from chris' room. Nothing wrong with that, right? He was at work, not using it at all. Not even signed on. An hour later he comes home, barges into my room and tells me to get off because he wants to use the laptop. He wouldn't even listen when I told him that I had barely gotten on. He said he didn't care, we got into a short yelling match and he stormed out of my room when I said I'd be off for him at five.
Five o'clock rolls around, and he doesn't come to get it. He doesn't even listen to me when I tell him I'm done with it. At five thirty I went in and asked him if he was going to come get it or not because I was finished and I thought he was going to use it at five. Again, he doesn't answer. I went back into my room. I would have slammed the door but I knew he would come in sooner or later, so I left it open. He came into my room and said that he was going to use it later. "How much later?" I asked him...I wanted to know how much longer I could use it for. He didn't know. I asked for a time, and he went off on me for not having to give me a time for when he wanted to use it for some crack head reason that I don't even care about. Then he said, "Either you use it now, or I"ll take it and not give it back!" What the hell? It's not even his laptop! It's dad's. Dad's! That thing lives in his room, and only leaves while he's at work (the only time I get to use it now) and when dad has school, which, by the way, is only on Monday nights and soon to end, if it hasn't already.
Well, I was pretty pissed off as it was, and after he made that dumb threat I took it into his room. It's...what? *looks at her watch* three hours later and he hasn't even turned the friggin thing on. Three hours! And, he just went who knows where with dad for who knows how long. I could still be in my room watching those dumb make over shows, sitting on my somewhat comfortable, and cool, room, instead of sitting on this dumb hard plastic chair and listening to people trying to get me to do things for them and the car commercials coming from the tv.
As soon as I get back from Michigan I'm getting a job and I'm going to start saving to get my own apartment. I need out of this house, and not just for a few days.
 Angel of Ice · Sun Aug 14, 2005 @ 03:17am · 1 Comments |
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