First off, theft. It just astounds me the lack of respect people have for other people. My family is the worst too! Someone (I care not to mention names, in the small chance it's someone off the street) has been siphoning gas RIGHT OUT OF MY TANK now. Like gee, not like *I*'m also upset about the gas prices, but man, all I ever see of her is her going to/from work, so how can she NEVER afford ANYTHING? amd she's always so buddy-buddy with me too. *fizzle*
I just got out of the shower a minute ago and find that, not only is someon taking it upon themselves to use my razors to shave goodness-knows-what body part(s), but they've also taken it upon themselves to throw them away when they don't work well enough for them anymore and cracking opne a new one of mine to use. So nw my face is slashed up a tad from a mangled razor as I was scraping the hell out of my face at 2am trying to get myself some sort of persentable for work. All because someone felt they deserved my property more then I did. Sad that out of everyone, it's my family who I cannot trust.
I come in yesterday to work and my spoon was stolen! My #%@$! S-P-O-O-N. You *have* to have something wrong with you to be swiping people's flatware our of their locker. not to mention they helped themselves to the rest of my cereal and left the bag open for me so it would all be stale. Hector noted his bowl and own spoon were also gone and that he basically WATCHED some black family walk off with his infant son's pool-float chair-thing from the hotel pool. What has to be wrong with you to do that? and it's everywhere. My father's auto shop has to bring their cars (broken or not) into the garage every night or they'll invariably get stripped.
As for the other two, my brother makes up most of that, He sits at home all day eating whatever we have that's easiest/most expensive. He's *FAR* too cool to pick up after himself. Anyway, like my parents, I really don;t get to look around too much, tired and all, so I never realised the level of slobs I have in my family! I spent six hours today cleaning out the fridge/pantry/kitchen/, ect of unknowns (I think one of them, tried valiantly to communicate before I threw it out.) Oh, but he's *far* too cool to help, he finds it more hip to watch and make commnets about me cleaning up his trail garbage. It's almost heartbreaking, but there was a time I loved that kid so dearly, but now I hsvr to force myself to even care. All he ever cares for is himself, treats my parents like crap, and nerer listens to anyone, but just throws whaever we say back us. Forgets what pants are for and hears then on his knees like all the other
August 31 2005, 14:29:44 UTC 6 years ago
And now my friend Bryan is living with me. He can't sleep with the cat in the room, or with my computer monitor on; It has to be completely silent.
Ross is driving me crazy, Mom is driving me crazy, Dad's still being an idiot and, and ... :: explodes :: It's so frustrating how the people you live with can just be so fucking annoying.
I can't wait to move out. -_-
A spoon? 0.o You have to be joking.