This is absolutely ridiculous.

So, if you didn't know, my little brother and sister and I moved in with my grandparents about three years ago. This happened because my mother died in a car accident and my father was too horrible to take care of us.

Also, if you didn't know, old people are hard to live with. These are, atleast. They're so old-fashioned and stingy. Seriously, I'm allowed to stay with my friends once a month, MAYBE.

Of course, since I'm the oldest, I'm the one stuck doing all the chores. I'm the one with all the responsibility. I'm not allowed to act like a kid; I'm not allowed to enjoy my youth. I've always gotta be cleaning something, or watching my sister, or cooking. It's crap.

Rebekah, the little sister, is now 10. Her only worries are what her Barbies are going to wear. She's pretty much spoiled and she never has to do anything.

Johnny, the little brother, is 15. He's a totally different story. At first, he got treated the same way I did. I mean the whole "not being able to go anywhere" thing. Then, he started yelling a lot, and threatening to run off, and saying he wanted to live somewhere else. So, my grandmother changed her thoughts on him. He gets to go visit his friends every weekend, and go to his friends everyday after school. Sometimes, he even gets to go off without telling them. Does he get in trouble? No. Not one freakin bit. On the other hand, if I walked out of my yard without a complete explanation of where I'm going and how long I'm gonna be there, I get screamed at for not doing work.

Sometimes, after school, I have creative writing club meetings. I've learned to ask my grandfather to pick me up from these. Just merely mentioning something like this in front of my grandmother would cause her to nearly have a heart attack.

Today, she informed me and my brother that we had to clean our rooms before we did anything. So, always obliging, I picked up a lot of stuff. After that, I jumped on the trampoline with my sister for a bit, and then hopped on the laptop. As I was putting the groceries away, she told me I needed to clean up tomorrow. She insulted me and said, "Anyone can see how trashy this place looks." I asked her why I'm the only one she complains about not doing anything. So she totally goes into a fit and tells me to do nothing tomorrow except sit on my___.

The horrible thing about it is that my only official chore is doing laundry, which I do keep up with. What she was talking about was the kitchen, which has nothing to do with me. Rebekah, Johnny, and I wash our dishes as soon as we're through with them. Somehow, there are still dishes piled in the sink. So, they've gotta be my grandparent's, right? Just cause you're old, I'm not gonna clean your crap up. You're active enough to have two jobs, you should be active enough to wash your own friggin plates. The rule applies to us, why doesn't it apply to you? And why on Earth should I have to wash the pots and pans that YOU used to cook, especially if I didn't eat any of your crappy food.

Which brings me to the next thing. You're always complaining about how I'm overweight? Why don't you learn to cook a variety of foods? Healthy ones, at that. I swear, the only things we eat are hamburgers, spaghetti, and macaroni and cheese. And even those are gross. The mac&cheese is always over-cooked and mushy; the spaghetti is too saucy (not even the good kind) and has no meat whatsoever; and a lot of times, the hamburgers are burnt on the outside but still raw on the inside.

What on Earth are you going to do once I go off to college next year? No matter how much you try to keep me here, I'm definitely leaving. Doesn't matter how many student loans I have to get. I'm either staying on campus, or living with someone close by. There's absolutely no way I'm staying here longer than I have to. It's the only thing I have to look forward to, at the moment.

END OF STORY.

I Am Utterly Disappointed.

     Not only have you embarrassed yourself and others, you couldn't realize it, because you were too far up on your high horse.  You criticized people for the decisions they made about my welfare, yet you didn't do anything to change it.

 

     It's not your place to make decisions about where I go, who I go with, or when I go, so stfu and stop complaining. Besides the fact that your derogatory comments were uncalled for, they made no sense and were completely fueled by your discrimination and influenced by your alcohol consumption. They also showed what a complete douchebag you were. Congratulations on your major fail.

 

     If it bothers you so much that you don't have a say so in what I do, then stop being an idiot. Stop drinking, stop mooching off your mother, and get a job. If you would've done this in the first place, then I would be with you now.

     Furthermore, just because I'm old enough to hear the horrid things you say about people and the language you use, doesn't mean I want to. If you knew anything at all about me, you'd surely know that I don't appreciate your demeaning thoughts on my relatives. They don't fit up to your standards? That's awfully hypocritical and disrespectful. 

Bottom line:  I don't wanna see you for a while.

Honestly?

Ok. So, this blog may be very poorly written, but that's only because I'm in a ranting type of mood.

You're in love with him/her. That's crap.

That's one of the things I truly hate.

I've only thought I was in love with someone once.

One of my opinions:

If this is the 13th person you've said you're in love with, It's prolly not true. Especially if you're 14 years old.

All of these pre-teenish hormonal girls and boys need to get over themselves. Sure, love knows no age, blah blah blah, but just cause you've dated someone for two days doesn't mean you're going to marry them. Gosh.

And what's up with girls "looking for a good guy who treats them right?" They want "that guy"? Why don't they try to be "that girl"?

Also, all the crap that girls write. "Oh, I'm SOOO in love with him. He broke up with me, and I'm NEVER gonna get over it, cause he'll ALWAYS be the ONLY one. NO MATTER WHAT!!"

Now what's gonna happen when the guy you actually are gonna marry sees that? How do you think that'll make him feel?

And what's even worse, is when they say the above statement about EVERY single guy they date.

Idiots, I swear.

Stop trying to act like your bf/gf for the moment is your everything. You've still got your friends, family, grades, teachers, and your future to worry about. Don't let your infatuation screw around with your plans. Take control of your own life, and stop letting the dumb members of the opposite sex affect everything you do.

And, for all those girls that are still in love with their ex, get over it. If you're in love with him, you most certainly shouldn't be dating someone else. That's stupid. To the extreme.

Who I'm talking about, knows who they are.

Thanks for reading, my loves.

Just A Random Update, I Guess.

So. After fixing things up with Jessica and my father, I've still got my older siblings to worry about. My sister really didn't do anything wrong. I called her out, and she got defensive. What else could you expect? On the other hand, my brother's actions were totally uncalled for. I shouldn't have to worry about posting my opinions on a survey, then getting screamed at while trying to explain. I shouldn't have even had to explain. It's my thoughts, I'm not gonna apologize for the way I feel about something.

Onto other things. I've realized that when I tell people I'm gonna try to be a better, nicer person, they automatically think I'm gonna be a doormat. That's not how it's going to work, my love. Just cause I'm nice, doesn't mean I'm gonna let you walk all over me. Sure, I may be a pretty naive person, but I guarantee, I'll figure it out eventually.

To add more to the update, there's this boy. Yeah, yeah, blogging about "love" is so overrated. Who says I'm in love with him though? I surely didn't. I know I'm not. It is some pretty hardcore infatuation though. Anyways, he's gonna be the best kept secret ever, cause I don't want everyone getting into it.


And also, people are jerks. This one kid, from Texas, continually made fun of the accent that I didn't even know I had to begin with. Know what else he did? He called me stupid because I didn't know that Bob Marley sung that stupid song about shooting the sheriff. Trust me, I'll NEVER make that mistake again. Especially if that's what my knowledge is tested on.

Today, I've Decided To Change My Life.

Well Then. 

I've noticed lately, how much I've really changed, and how much more I wanna change about my self. No, this isn't one of those "Oh, I hate the way I am, so I'm gonna be all 'emo' and complain about my non-admirable traits".  Instead, I'm gonna start focusing on what I wanna become, more than what I wish I wasn't.

Before I Graduate:

1. I'm gonna become more confident.

2. I'm going to be nice to EVERYONE.

3. I'm not gonna judge people for their past.

4. I'm going to fix relationships with certain people.

5. I'm not going to worry about petty things.

Since February, I've been so stressed out over stupid little things. It really almost ruined my life. I started snapping at everyone, and I threw fits when I didn't get what I wanted. I guess the thing that messed me up the most was Manning. Now I realize, that boy doesn't matter nearly as much as I thought he did. Even though that's what everyone tried to tell me from the beginning. Sorry, Manning, But It's True.

Now, I don't have time to worry about boys, clothes, or hair. I'm going into my senior year. I've gotta become more focused on school work, college, and TOPS.

I don't wanna worry too much about school though, you know? I still wanna have fun with friends and party. 

Well, I don't really know. I guess I just wrote this to set some goals for myself. It's whatever. I love you guys <3