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AHHHHH!!!! gonk I have to move. Mom got a job transfer and so now I either have to find a way to stay where I am or move with mom to her home town. Which is like 6 hours away and i hate everyone there. They are so noisy that I want to punch them. My aunt was making my cusion cry b/c my cuz was hanging out with someone that her mom had heard was a "bad person". Keep in mind that a bad person to them is someone who isnt like you. I hate it with a ******** passion. It really gets to me. I dont mind a parent trying to help their kids avoid drugs or underage drinking or smoking, but they dont care about underage drinking and underage smoking. Thats what really gets to me about this place. I want to tell them that they are being so stupid that it is probably heraditary. ******** man, they think I am a bad person b/c I will tell who ever off and tell them to shut the hell up. I am not in the greatest of moods when it comes to talking about them. They really get under my skin. And I dont think how they tell MY LITTLE SISTER what to do. I understand trying to help enforce my mom, but they just try to take over raising my sister. If anyone did that to me I would tell them to walk out my door and dont come back. I am not a pleasnt person to get pissed off. Although, the only good thing about the place is that it is in the country side. It is beautifull. I love the scenery, its the people I casnt stand. Then they try to tell me that I am wrong or the stupidist thing anyone there did was threaten to spank me.... xd xd xd xd xd xd xd
.....I think I am done. Ok. FUnny ******** story. My aunt was chewing my cuzen out b/c my cusin was hanging out with someone that my aunt had heard was a bad person." My cusin was crying. I thought it was pathitic. Then my aunt tells my cusin that she needs to hang out with this this girl that she KNEW was a good person. Then my aunt turns at me and says that if I tell my mom a word about this she would spank me so hard that I would be hurting for a week. Now granted I kept my big mouth shut. There is a time and a place for every thing. So my aunt leaves and I stared talking to my cusin about what she was talking about and my cusin told me that she was hanging out with this "bad person" (aunt's words) b/c the "good person" (aunt's words) was doing things that my cusin didnt like. i told my cusin that she needed to make choices for herself and not whant her mother wants and that this and many other desicions where hers to make. Not her moms. ANd to hang out with whoever she felt like. So. My cusin ignores my advice. No surpise. Even though she was 17 at the time...But I waited for my mom to get there and when me and mom left I told my mom. My Aunt can kiss my dogs asses. She will not tell me what to do. not now not ever. ANd if she thinks she can then she can have a lawyers foot shoved up her a**. B/c if she even tries to lay a hand on me I will sue her to hell and back. She will learn not to ******** with me. I dont care if she is family. Her two kids are spoiled rotten to the point they think the world revolves around them.
That really pisses me off. I dont give one rats a** who they are. They have not helped anysituation that I have been in. Matter of fact, they have made it worse. I hate that ******** one horse pile of s**t town. They can all bite my ******** balls. I am not perfect, but they dont have the authority to say that I am wrong in everything I do. That ******** pisses me off. Not only do they tell me that I am wrong but they tell me I am lying. The observations I have made, I told my mom. And my mom at first would side with them; then roughly 6 mounths or later she would appologize about it. Because I was right. I am not saying I am always right, but what I tell my mom I try to make sure that it is as persice to the truth as possible. I dont like being told that I am a worthless person and my choice of profesion, is for no others words to descibe it, a waste of time and money. But what hurts more than pisses me off about that family is, at every family gathering I am always getting into trubble. (You may think I am over exagerating but I am not. I have spent years building up and tearing don theories as to why this is happening) One year when my grandpa was really sick my little cusins; they were like 9-10 and 13 at the time; were tickling me and I was trying to get them to stop. Then my grandma comes in amd begins yelling at me to stop making noise b/c I would wake grandpa up. And I am not lying when I say that my little cusins didnt get one word said to them about it. Not one of the. When one of the pets died it was my fault weither or not I had anything to do with it. Get this, one year I stayed home with my older sister instead of going to see the family for a christmas and I STILL GOT into trobble. That family acusses me of everything. ANd I wasnt even there. They only way I knew was mom calling me up and telling me that I was in big trobble for something that I apparently did up there that day. I wasnt even there. I am the person to blame things one. The next time I went up I stayed in my room and told them all to leave me the hell alone. So now when I go up there I sit in my room trying to figure out why I am getting blames for s**t I didnt do. I have always tried to be a good person to my family, but the only thing I have figured out is that I am not who they want me to be. I hate that place. s**t...I am rambling agian. Sorry, Well, I will get off of here..